don't forget me.

Love?

Love?

I wonder when someone discovered that they felt love, and what love was for them.

Because for me, love was always something that was deeper than surface level.

But when you tell me that you love me, I don't think you get it.

Love is when you want to be where I am, you want to take all my troubles away just to make me smile, you want to make me feel safe.

And I just don't think that's how you feel.

And I guess I'll never know.