I was thinking yesterday
About how love is so gay
First it takes your breath
Then rips your heart from your chest
...
People that make you laugh...
Good or bad?
Do they really help when your sad?
Or do they just make it worse?
...
the pain you feel
i feel it too
indirectly
mainly through
...
I've been screwed over one to many times and now you all get to read about it. You wont get many happy poems out of me. For I truly dont have much to be happy about. If it werent for my friends I think I'd go insane. So I love you all. Love bloody sucks and for those of you who think otherwise can piss off.)
Never Ending Cycle Of Love
I was thinking yesterday
About how love is so gay
First it takes your breath
Then rips your heart from your chest
All you wanna do is sing
Then you realize that all it can bring
Is pain and sadness
For every true love
And this I am quite sure of
Is bound to end one way or another
And you will be stuck without someone to call your lover
Then what do you do?
Do you stay away from it and throw it all out?
No, you find someone else
To rip your heart out