Friday, March 4, 2011

Love

Love
what is it?
They say they love you.
They cheat, they lie, they desert.
And you wonder to yourself, is this love?
All I've ever know
Is "love"
That fighting, that retaliating

So do i want it?
That love?
No
No
No, i tell myself
Not that kind of love

I want the kind that i see
On tv, at friends houses, between real parents
I want that "one in a million" chance of a life time

The kind, that when i see him, i feel lucky, and he does too
The kind where we talk freely, not needing to watch what we talk about, or be careful about What we bring up
The kind I can trust

Love, the closest thing we have to magic


3 comments:

  1. keep holding on. ik that is from the song but still. hold on. we are all backing you up and are there for you no matter what.

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  2. you are the best ever. i luv you guys. i know, sometimes, its just hard to see

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  3. We'll always be there Hannah--through everything. That's what friends are for, and we know you'd do the same for us. It's pretty simple.

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