i used to think everything happens for a reason
i used to think that forever, ment forever
i used to think i had found perfection
i used to think i found the one who made me a better person
i used to think i had found the one to save me
i used to think when someone told you they loved you, they genuinely ment it
i used to think i could withhold the largest amount of pain possible
then i had my heartbroken.

and now,

i believethings happen when you make them happen
i believe that forever can mean one day
i believe that perfection is unrealistic
i believe that i made myself a better person
i believe that the only person whos going to save me, is me
i believe that love means nothing now..
im as weak as i am patient
and for being in love? i still am.