The love, the hate, and the beautiful

Love is....

Love is a very funny thing.

You end up doing stupid things

and taking irrational risks

for that one person who

somehow managed to wedge themselves into your heart.

Love is a complicated game

that is impossible to win.

Every time that you think

everything is going great,

something tragic happens

and everything special that you two had

is destroyed completely.

Love is a confusing thing.

You try to remind yourself that he loves you

even though he beats you.

You tell yourself

that you deserve to be beaten,

because you were at fault

and that he's doing this

because wants you to learn from your mistakes.

But love is also a beautiful thing.

When you find someone

who can make you smile again

after all the pain the last one put you through.

Love is magical.

Cause when you find the one,

you'll know that they are.

Love is a strange thing.

Sometimes, you think that you found the one,

even though they cause you so much pain.

Whether it be physically, emotionally, or both.

But, then you meet that person who loves you for who you are. That person who can focus on what's on the inside and out.