When i met you i thought i knew love.
When i dated you love was in the air.
When i touched you, love tingled in my fingers.

When i went away, i longed for your touch, for you body, your love. My heart ached for you, my body searced for you, but you werent with there.

The body, the touch, the love i yearned for was too busy with another girl. The voice i needed in my ear had only said lies. The love it thought you felt for me was not real, just something in my mind.

When you ach for love, search for it, need it the logic disappears. Love comes with a risk, a consequence, a debt.

That heart that once needed the love is broken by the one think it wanted. the body that once searched for it, becomes sad and hurt.
Love is a beautiful and wonderful thing, that is always followed by something everybody fears...

Heartbreak