The Curse of Love

Dead to the world, dead to it all.
No more will I be under Love's call.
The hurt it has brung is just too much to bear.
I grow weary and weak and it's just not fair.
Too often does Love appear and then leave in an instant,
And then there sits your heart hurting in the distance.
No more hurt, no more pain when Love goes away,
Because no longer in my heart, will it be allowed to stay.
You give and you give, but it's never enough.
How come the only words given is that you have to be tough.
Tough for what? Tough why?
Why be tough when all i have left is to cry.
All the words spoken and said to keep LOVE alive.
Is it really needed for people to thrive?
In all my years nothing has ever hurt worse,
Then to be under the crazy spell of Love's curse.
Just leave me and never come back,
Im sure I'd be better without you, Love, and that's a fact.