Don´t you think love is a wierd thing? When you hate someone, but still love them. When all you want to do is to punch him in the face, but give him a kiss afterwords. When he is the last person you want to see, but the first person you look for. When you dress up and hope he will see you, but only so he can see “what he lost”. When he one day gives you butterflies, but the next day makes it feel like a there’s a thousand elephants stomping around in your stomach. Nothing can make you happier than love, but nothing will hurt you more eather.
I don’t know anymore. I don’t know what to think, and i don’t know what to hope for. I don’t know about love.