Love, Some people say love is a funny thing. I say love is an ironic thing.
We all know the fairytale where Cinderella falls in love with the prince at midnight.
But for me, love is ironic. Its ironic that for two years we were friends and you walked away like it was 2 days.
Its ironic that standing next to you being 6’4 and me 5’5 you still made me feel so tall and now you make me feel so small.
Its ironic that you used to dry my tears and now you're the one that causes them.
Its ironic that I still love you even though I know you will never love me.
So no love is not funny thing, love is an ironic thing.

The fact that I think about you everyday but I know you don't think about me at all kills me.
I still think about the good times.
Where we would drive and just drive for hours.
The days where we would go out to lunch.
The nights that we would talk till 3AM.
The paragraph text messages on a Monday Morning.
I miss it.
I miss it all.

But the irony is you moved on.
And me, I'm still stuck here
Stuck on you.
There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about you.
You don't realize the damage that you have done to me.
And this is the reason why love is not funny.
Love is ironic.