Why do we love love when love seems to hate us? We constantly give our all just to receive nothing in return. We make memories with the wrong people, waist our time with the wrong people, and make the wrong people our everything. Being in-love, that's a beautiful lie we live and a beautiful tragedy it turns out to be, I fell in love once and thinking he loved me was a mistake with in me. I cry for him every night because he's no one without me , I created him and made him the man today you see. Love can make or break you , I've learned the hard way I still have heartaches till this day
