I thought that love was butterflies,
until I learned it´s pain,
life it seemed like sun and light,
until I saw it´s rain.
I didn´t mean to fall for you,
you didn´t even see,
that while I tride to hide my heart,
you kept on hurting me.
An I was told that wounds would heal,
but not that scars remain,
and finally I do now know,
that broken hearts can never love again.
And every time our eyes would meet,
I´d feel intensity,
I know you felt the tension too,
but we could never be.
And so we both were running from
what we had almost been,
with heavy hearts and teared up eyes,
we had no chance to win.
An I was told that wounds would heal,
but not that scars remain,
and finally I do now know,
that broken hearts can never love again.
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