Love.
I didn't excatly know what it was until I meet you.
I had always thought that when I finally found it,
it was going make me happy and cure me of the
sadness that has plagued my life for as long as I can remember.
I would have never thought that love was going to leave me
broken beyond repair.
That love was going to make me beg you to stay even though
I have always had my pride if nothing else.
I would have never thought that love would have me writing
a poem for a boy who doesn't care at 3 in the morning.
I would have never thought that love was going to make me wish
that I had never found it in the first place.