People say that love is the most beautiful thing.
That love is the one thing that makes life worth the downfall.
Love is glorifying, filled with happiness and joy.
But sadly that is not true at all.
Love may be nice, but it's also terrifying.
Love gives people the opportunity to destroy you.
It gives people the chance to use you for what you have,
Then leave you and say "We are through."
Love is pain, but people say pain is beauty.
So staying up, crying, until 3 in the morning,
Sobbing out his name, That's beautiful?
Instead of love, it feels more like mourning.
Love is not beautiful.
Love is being stuck behind a cell wall.
Love is the wolf in sheep's clothing.
And it's bound to destroy us all.
I hate love.
It broke me,
And soon,
It will destroy me.
