If love was a flower if would be a rose- sharp, beautiful, painful to grasp
If love was land it would be an island separated from people, you drown when its all over
If love was medicine but it wouldn't be
Love is a virus that causes broken hearts, suicide, stalking and so much more so love needs a cure
You give your heart to a person
And expect it back in one piece
But instead its always in two
Two torn pieces never again put back together
So move on and try to put the pieces together again
Is what they say
But I'm not a play thing I don't reassemble
Either I wither away or get over it
If you planned to see me cry
You will never see it because I'm crying on the inside
