How do you know you are in love?

Is it something you feel on you, that protects you and envelopes you, like a glove?

Is it like a dove? Flying high in the sky?

Or is it none of the above?

See, I don't know. I have never experienced it, never been part of it.

But I have heard that it's lit.

No love from others but two friends and family, and I'm not even sure.

So I'm sitting here, losing my sanity.

Nineteen, head full of dreams and heart full of agony,

I may snap at you angrily, 

You got everything. Good bars, good looks & a talent to write

I got nothing but the awesome sight of mountains full of snow in winter,

and the sea, glowing at me like a scale.

And it's only nature, something pure.

I've found no cure for my heartache

And it hurts, hurts so bad. I just want to be like everyone else

Why can't I have what other people have?

I think I'll be alone until I end in the grave. 

It is sad, I know, but I can't help it. It attacks me like a tidal wave.

I crave love, stolen sweatshirts and pillows that smell like after shave.

And I cry, warm and ugly tears over some guy, who will never like me back and give me nothing but pain.

I'll let thoughts run free in my brain, 

When I aimlessly walk,

Under the rain.