Is love suppose to hurt or even be in vain? Is love suppose to be confusing and cause so much pain?
Is love suppose to make you violent and cause so much rage? To use, abuse, or take the life of the one you said you'd save.
In love, should you have to prove yourself each and every day? Or reclaim your innocence from what others have to say. Should you have to lay next to someone every single night, with negative thoughts in their heads and animosity holding them tight.
Again I ask , " Is this love"?
