My friends can't stop loving or wishing to find someone to love more
to find someone to hold them, to hold open the door
Someone to buy them roses when they go out on dates
Or watch a movie together, staying up late
But forever they go from person to person
to find the perfect match, to believe in true love
They hurt and they cry, holding their hands to their chests
Their trust was broken, and their needs continued unmet
To me, love is pain. And I can't bring myself to love anyone
Though I've tried..
Love cannot be trusted, and love cannot be held
Most of the time, love is unsuccessful for those who fall under its spell
If it's true that everyone has one, with a red string tied to each other
Someone perfect
Someone who is kind
Someone who will fit the needs of the other
When will I meet mine, or the others to stop the pain
Why must we continue to search for a treasure only to be in vain?
What if it's a myth
a fantasy
a folklore told tall ?
A secret, a story to keep hope when it continues to fall?
Humans are made to rely on others, to never hold on their own
With two pieces of a puzzle to continue evolution, to move a tower
to plant a beautiful flower, or other plants to be sown
Is it true that we're made in pairs
yin and yang, opposites always in some sort of constant compare
How is that love, and how is that peace
What if one is to forever sleep?
Prince Charming isn't coming, and a kiss will not wake
those who don't trust the world with their own fate.