It's The Worst

You say love is a curse...
Well, I agree.
It's the worst.
When its supposed to be
The best thing on this earth.
People crave it,
Well, I hate it.
Look at what its done to me.
I'm not happy.
I'm all alone.
Why want it when
It causes you to be a stone?
You can't feel,
You can't think,
You can't move,
Because it all hurts.
Although it feels as if you've died.
Yet, if I've died...
Why is there pain?
The hurt is still alive.
This summer was cool.
There was no school for me.
I would go swimming, have fun, and party.
I met a guy
Who was good to me
But now that he's gone
I've proven to be unhappy.
Why did this happen to me?

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