Love is bold, Love is mean;
Love is too strong, over powering.
Not delicate and gentle,
No not at all.
It come's to you like a title wave,
Crushing all things in its way;
And then casting them away.
Never to be scene again.
Love is like a bully,
Out of nowhere it hits you.
Sometimes for no reason;
Sometimes because you looked at it funny.
But as quickly as Love comes, love goes.
And leaves you with nothing.
Like a thief in the nigh.
No love is not for me.
It is painful and mean,
not delicate and gentle,
no not at all.
