When I see pictures on tumblr or those romantic handwritten notes, I always crave for them.
but i know i won't get it because the person i am in love with doesn't do this kinda things.
sometimes i wonder why there's so much differences in the things that you want and the things that you get.
Can you tell me what is love?
The love that I see, is when a father holds his child proudly and every so tenderly.
The love that I see, is a dancer dancing her heart out.
The love that I see, isn't the right love for you and me.
So will you show them to me?
I can't see what the future holds now.
Confused.
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