I have never been in love.
But I have been hurt plenty.
My heart has been taken from off of my sleeve.
Ripped it from inside of me.
Leaving a gaping hole.
When I found my heart again.
It was shattered and little pieces.
I was left crying.
My tears just froze.
And wounded me.
I don't know why.
What did I do?
I was just left alone there to die.
Love is over-rated.
Oh, I hate it so.
My nemesis in life.
I care not for it.
I'm better off without it.
I don't want it.
I don't need it.
It is just a feeling.
That lies always.
Love is out to hurt any one and every one.
Love bites.
Love sucks.
I've never been in love.
But I know of it plenty.


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