i tell all my friends that love is meant for everybody
but i'd be a hypocrite if they knew how i stay up at night
missing all they boys i loved who found someone prettier to like
but it's not about who did it
it's how you handle things, right?
so when my muscles ache and my heart breaks i'll know i gave up a good fight
the love i hold for all people i pass by on the street
and the wrong people i choose to talk to and meet
every time, i'm broken
and there's really no telling who's stolen it this time
but at the end of the day, at the end of the song, at the end of the rhyme
i'll lie wide a wake and in my heads the words will chime
maybe love isn't meant for everybody
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The Heart And The Mind
Poetry《 my secret is that I long to be loved 》 ▪a collection of original poems ▪
