Breaking point

That kind of love that is torn apart
The sort of feeling that makes you numb
Sitting on the kitchen floor
When you don't even have a kitchen
This kind of love

That makes you sit on the floor and cry
Til there is nothing more
To cry about
So you sit there reflecting a mirror

We can never see our self for what we are
A big lie is blocking or sight
A mirror
You can never tell

I do love you and the three words isn't enough
You deserve more than them
Buts that's all I got
If I could I would take down every star
Buy you dresses from all across the world
Or jeans if you prefer those

The love when you love someone
The love when you care for one
And our love
This kind of love I tell you
Putting your shaking hand against my shirt

Can you feel my heart beat
Hear the steady rhythm of my own song
This heart that I do posses
Has broken many of it's kind

It will break you