'Love' is the word she hates
'cause of all the man she dates
All of that started with a hey
Always ended with a goodbye
What's so good with the feeling
Of hanging out with eachother
When both know there is someone
Else dancing on their mind
All the wine they shared
Poured down into the drain
All the cringey stuff they do
To be on the same train
But If one could be true to them
They could have a true love
If cupid gets the correct shot
They could be into someone
They cherish till their last breathe;
Dreaming about future together;
Standing together in ups and downs;
Little sweet dates on every weekends;
Good morning kisses , steamy night;
What else more it's a perfect life.
If only the cupid got the correct shot
Or else Lonely night everyday;
Working even on weekends;
No one to share the good news;
No shoulder to cry when it hurts;
Only if the cupid got correct shot
She could have a happy life !
