Love isn't all full of doves, it's full
of knives too.
Losing lives, once you get stabbed by love.
You are hurt. Don't ask me why, but that's love.
And love will hurt you and care for you.
Love will embrace you like your mother had,
but once you go around loving your friends unconditionally.
Didn't I tell you, love will hurt, people will pull out the
People will hurt you.
People will hate you.
But I won't. I will always be there,
SMALL NOTE FROM LOVE TO YOU :)