I Hate Love

I once new love. Not any kind;
the one that could not let me sleep,
would not let me eat,
that did not let me live.

It was like a forbidden pleasure,
like something I could never obtain.
And yet I could not let go of it,
my heart was telling me to stay!

For nights I could not sleep,
for days I did not eat.
Only obsessing over
what I could not get.

This love was like poison.
Eating me up, inside out!
And yet I knew: I loved love,
I loved it with all my heart!

After it left me without anything,
nor power, will or faith,
Love was gone.
Just as quick as it came.

It took me a lifetime,
to forget its feelings,
its passion and its pain.
Why did it leave me?
The answer never came!

Now I sleep, I eat, ...
But why,
why is it then,
that I still cannot live?

I hate love,
I hate it because even more,
I desire it with all my heart!

Quota:
"Love hurts most of the time,
and it's never fair.
But the only thing we cannot do,
is love without it!"