Loves like fishing.

The idea of love,
The idea of feeling,
Is like a fish on a hook,
While the fisher keeps reeling.

Pulling you closer,
And causing slight pain,
Just to be picked up,
Then thrown back again.

Over and over,
He repeats the same,
Like hurting you,
Is just a game.

Sometimes he will catch you,
And have you to keep,
Other times just catch you,
And throw you back in deep.

He knows it must hurt,
But still doesn't give,
He just does it more,
He don't want you to live.

You give him endless chances,
To change his ways,
But I guess he's just stupid,
And still wants to play.

You finally give up,
And just let him win,
No point in trying,
Might as well give in.