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You say I love too easily but what else could I possible do? |
| Loving too easily You think I love too easily Maybe I do Maybe that’s the truth Maybe the love that I hold in my heart is too big to hold Maybe it was meant to be spread Not meant to say at the every end But meant to say through the process of Learning and trusting and knowing and caring. At least that’s how I work. I care for everyone, even if they might not love me When I pass someone crying, I have to ask When I become friends with someone, I have to know Its part of who I am, maybe it’ll always be In the end it might hurt me, break me, leave me It might confuse me, strangle me, distrust me Still, loving is the biggest part of me It makes me strong just as much as it makes me weak It makes me care when someone speaks and It makes me say ‘I love you too’ probably just too easily But I can’t help it. In the end I always go through it again. The pain and suffering that comes with the loving I’ll never learn. I’m not supposed to, In the end, I’ll always love you, Whoever you might be. |