Love.
What is love?
Love is heartbreak,
Despair,
And stupitidy.
Love makes you do things you normally wouldn't,
Stupid things that leads to heartbreak.
Those wonderful stories people always tell you about love?
The happiness,
The perfection,
The fairytale ending,
All wrong.
Those are only the few lucky ones.
What they don't tell you
Is the confusion when you can't tell whether or not they like you back,
The naive-ness when you start to think they may really like you,
The pain when you learn they only like you as a friend,
And the miserable tears you cry when you're alone.
The worst part is,
Even though they hurt you badly,
You still wish
And hope,
And dream
That maybe
They were mistaken about their feelings.
And you still want them so badly that they are all you can think about.
And this all leads to your madness.
