I wasn't looking for love but it somehow found me,
I dont't know how it got over that wall I put up around me.
I didn't argue or fight it, I just let it in,
I took down the wall and let love win.
I figured it was time, since it had been so long ago,
I had to give it a chance it was the only way I would ever know.
So as time went on the love continued to grow deep,
With love comes hurt so I decided it wasn't mine to keep.
So as i pushed it away and started rebuilding my wall,
I had to prepare myself for that familiar fall.
Maybe I wasn't meant to give it or receive it,
The more he would say it, the less I would believe it.
Because love is just a word and anyone can use it,
Way too often people tend to abuse it.
Love has to be proved through honesty and trust,
Not to mention through actions, which is a must.
So if love should come looking for me again,
I will hide behind that wall and not let it in.
If I would have known now what I should have known from the start,
Then I wouldn't be sitting here with a broken heart.


(dedicated to the last guy i fell for)