Don't cry for someone who would love smiling when your tears are flowing.
I crave for love, everybody does . . . and I've never had a bloody crumb of it—and I've given so much love to people—I can really love people, I can, I let them walk over me—but nobody's ever loved me...
You've obviously never been in love.I have actually. And . And—always—without hope—I've never had my love reciprocated ever.