Love,

Is a tough thing to conquer,
A hard motion to feel and,
Something everybody needs

And yet it tears you apart,
when you realize that the,
person you love doesn’t feel ,
the same way as you.

But we finally notice is,
All we seem to do is,
Find all the faults in ourselves.

Thinking that the other person is,
An angel, amazing, beautiful, basically,
Perfect. After we come to our sense.

All we want is to be,
Loved again because you have a,
Hole where the person stabbed you,
Or you’re simply heartbroken.

Love stinks, life’s hard but hey,
You were out in this world to be
Loved by someone special to you.