Love

To love is torture:
just the thought of being with them,
makes life seem all too good.

You would give an arm and a leg just to let them know,
to let them know that they’re the one you think of every lonely night.
When you think there is nothing to live for,
just the thought of them changes your mind.

To be in love is a blessing:
just the tiniest thought of what you have,
makes you feel like the luckiest person in the world.

Whenever you get really down on yourself,
when it just seems like no one cares,
all you have to do is just think about them,
and know at least someone will always be there.

Love is two-sided:
on side loneliness,
the other bliss.
The worst part is you don’t get to choose your side.