Love
It's both a blessing and a curse
It can lift people up from sadness
But it can also tear them apart
Because knowing you're not good enough
For the person you love above all else
Is a soul crushing realisation
Always wondering what you lack
"What does he have that I don't?"
And yet we keep putting ourselves through this
Because even a life filled with emotional torture
Is better than a life without the one you love
I've been through a lot, but understanding
That she will never feel like you do
Hurts more than all the rest put together
