I fell in love with a girl called Amelia. Dark hair, emerald eyes and soft hands and lips. She was beautiful and for 18 months I loved her. Then, one day, I fell out of love
I fell for her too easily, and failed to see who she really was, and how she’d hurt me. I wish I could have, but now I’m left alone, missing the girl I once loved, failing to fall in love again out of fear of being hurt.
I used to fall in love too easily, and now I cannot fall again. I miss love, I miss passion and desire, the trust and support of it. I want to fall in love again, I want to hold someone in my arms and never let go, but my scars can’t heal, and my soul won’t rest.
I fell in love too fast, and now I can’t fall again