The second time you fall in love, it's different.
In fact, it is different every time. It gets harder.
The first time felt like a dream. Untouched, untainted by anyone.
You accept love with wide open arms, not knowing that it could hurt you.
"Love me more", slowly you get addicted to his love.
And then it fell apart and left you shocked to the core.
Reality hits you. You realise that people could be cruel.
They can break your heart in an instant.
You realise that people could stop meaning all the sweet things they said to you yesterday.
Now, in your second love when you go into it again,
you are going to remember everything that you've learned.
Everything he said today, might not last until tomorrow.
In which case, I would like some advance warning. Please.
Who dares to love anymore.
When I look into your eyes, I fall even harder.
You make me feel that love is not terrifying.
Yet I'm afraid of giving you my all.
I'm always tired, but never of you.
