I've always longed for love
To love, and to be loved
Even in my hopeless romantic state
It always seemed I've only ever had one of the options
Then I gave my all
I felt both loved and loving
Then I was always angry
Angry at everything
And irritated by all
And I dispised love and anything in relation to it
Yet I still wanted to love
With no care of it in return
And yet I still felt nothing
But then I started to think that I may be falling for you
In the simplest form of love
And it terrified me
That you may not be falling in love with me
And I'd be stuck wishing I never gave love a second chance
And this whole thing just sounds so pathetic