• Stop. Are you in love?

    Do you walk slower when he's near?
    Do you read his texts over and over?
    Do you wanna laugh at everything he says?

    You're in deep. Stop before it's too late.

    Do you wanna sing songs like in those cheesy musicals?
    Do you wanna slow dance with him when there's no music playing?
    Do you call him handsome instead of hot?

    There's still some chance to get out. Stop before it's too late.

    Do you break into tears when he doesn't call you back?
    Do you wonder if he's insane, blind, deaf?
    Does his smile make you dizzy?

    It's too late. You're in love.

    Now you get to have your first kiss under cherry trees.
    Now you get to cuddle under starry nights.
    Now you get to laugh together in that park you first met in.

    It's too late. There's no going back.

    Now you get to cry when he misses your dates.
    Now you get to throw out anything reminding you of him when you fight.
    Now you get to stand the torture from his ex-girlfriend.

    It's too late. There's no going back.

    The same cherry tree you had your first kiss under, you will have your first fight under.

    The same starry sky you had your first all-nighter under, you will have your first break-up under.

    And the very same, the very same park you two first met, you will meet another man.