• I love him, I hate him.
    He makes me smile, He makes me laugh.
    He makes me scream, He makes me cry.
    It's complicated and frustrating.
    But it's full of bliss, love, and passion.
    I wouldn't trade our love for anything.
    Yes, it confuses me.
    Yes, he can be irritating.
    But if it came down to it,
    I wouldn't forgive myself if I broke his heart.
    I love him more that I should.
    I even remember saying I'd never fall again.
    But I'm not falling.
    He holds me safe in his arms
    And I feel safe.
    Enclosed in a puppy love that grows more and more.
    I want him to hold me forever,
    To always be caught in this bliss.
    Some would say it's ridiculous,
    I couldn't know what love really is,
    I'm too young.
    Well, if it's not love, tell me what love is.
    Can you tell me that love is one set thing.,
    That love is tangible, describable?
    That it's something everyone can feel and it's always the same?
    Can you?
    No, you can't.
    Love is different for everyone,
    And I know for certain that I hold some love for him
    I love him,
    I hope to God he loves me.