no song no picture or words will make you love me ,, may be you will never know ,, or may be you knew and felt sorry for me or thought it was sweet ,,but nothing will make me more than just a passing thought or a name you try to put for a face ,,,for me you are an exiting pain ,something that i involuntary need to share with the world how i suffer every time i hear a song or see a love them ,,after all this i need to see the facts ,,i gambled and i lost ,, i had to let the thought of you go ,, it is hard ,,it is painful ,,but it something i need to do ,, for me
Un knowing
love-hurts