Most of the times

I am a liar… most of the times
I love love
but I love feelings even more

They were the cause of the feelings I had… most of the times
but love was never there
love is different
love is something I don’t even know if I ever get to know

I am confused… most of the times
because I’ve been abused
and I’ve committed sins
all of it
in the name of love

I am scared… most of the times
and the fear consumes me
and I never really let people in
but I am fire
I just can’t feel their wax

I want to feel like I’m drowning in love
but there’s no sea
that understands how I need the flow… most of the times