I want you to stop and think..
What is love?
How do you know when you're in love?
Is it a feeling?
Is it a sense?
Or is it simply just a guess?
Nobody knows. Not really.
Well, I don't know if I'm in love with my band mate. Harry Styles.
It's hard.
It just doesn't make sense..
Why do I get butterflies every time I see him?
Every time I see curly hair... My mind instantly flashes to Harry..
Every time I get upset , angry or frustrated... I think of Harry.. And suddenly.. I feel okay again..
It's hard.
It's Extremely Hard.
How am I supposed to know if I'm in love?
Or if it's just one simple lie.
Maybe it is a lie.
Maybe I'm lying to myself.
Or maybe I'll just never know.
Maybe I'll remain locked inside of this mystery forever.
Crying for help..
But nobody can hear.
But when the occasional person does hear...
They just walk away...
And suddenly
I'm alone, all over again.
