This Thing Called Love..

Flying free up in the sky,

No matter day no matter night, 

That little heavy, little light, 

Feels perfectly alright. 

Engulfed with several feelings, 

you didn't know you could feel!

Imagined love could only bring happiness to me, 

Dreamt it like a fairytale, 

My prince will come and we'll set sail. 

But oh no I was wrong, so wrong!

Pursuing happiness I failed, 

Somehow ended my fairytale.

My whole world just came crumbling down on me. 

Lost and torn, Now all you do is mourne,

Don't you ever let yourself be all alone.

Now you sleep, for days and nights you weep. 

You dwell upon your past just questioning.. 

This thing called love. 

It's like a drug, you try to run away,

It drags you back and pulls you to it anyway. 

An addiction, an act of God. 

The only thing I had to know,

Was how to carry on when I'm alone. 

But somehow again, 

Vanishes my pain

And I figure that it's not so bad at all

This thing called love. 

You keep running away from it

But you keep coming back for more, 

And you keep losing yourself to it, 

And you become someone you don't know anymore!

Finally!

I realise gently, 

For I don't know who I am anymore?

Thanks to this Thing called "Love".