Love is a silent attacker
creeping through the night watching for its next victim
attacking from behind leaving no room for defense
roaming the inside of your body looking for your weaknesses
squeezing your heart until there is no hope of recovery left
leaving scars and memories written on your face
open for anyone to read
leaving your soul abandon and vulnerable,
scared and disappointed
Love is an ocean storm
attacking from many angles without warning
watching for your fall
drowning your faith
Love is a rose
beautiful yet hurtful
