Love or hate?

My Love

Last time I talked about what love was, i described it as a thing, something you can have and give. However, it is not any of them things.

To love someone, you get lost in them. Whether that's their eyes or their smile. You block out the bad parts, you don't see when someone is doing you wrong when your in love.

That's why love is dangerous. That's why I don't love anymore.

At least thats what I used to tell myself.

My love story is different to the fairytales you read at night. When the stars sparkle next to the glowing moon.

My stars are covered by clouds.

I have no happy ending. It started with two full hearts and ended with one shattered and the other...

Well let's just say the other can no longer beat.