I think it is hard to be in love. What is true love? Is true love to be afraid to loose someone more than your own life? Or is true love that you can live with each other but can also live without each other. I think it doesn't matter what you think eventually. I think it matters what you feel.
So much pain it could uphold
So much love the people feel
No one knows or understands
Some even cannot think it's real
I don't know what's real or not
I do know what I feel
And I think if you can trust
Then what you feel is real