Broken Love

Love.
A thing of beauty.
Of pain.
Of hope.
Of dissappointment.
Of joy.
Of sadness.
Love hurts.
Love heals.
Love confuses.
Love...
...just Is.

How can you follow your heart
when it leads you through pain?
How can you trust your heart
when it leads you through fire?

How can you believe your heart
when it seems to do nothing
but cause you pain?
There is one person I love.
More than anything in the world.

And so my heart
leads me to love.
And so my heart
leads me to joy.
And so my heart
betrays me.

For I love her
and would do anything for her
which means I can't do anything at all.
Lost loves hurt.

So I sit here.
And I shut down.
And my emotions fall apart.
And I don't know how
to keep going on.

My heart has led me to love twice now.
Twice now, my heart has led me to pain.
And somehow, we're still friends.
I guess that's all I can hope for.
But I can't help but to hope for more.

Love is dangerous.
Hurts so many people.
Even when not used as a weapon.
And though she's kind.
And Loving.
And Caring.
Her love has shattered my heart.
And it's not her fault.
And I don't know what to do.

Can I hope for the best?
Always prepare for the worst.
Even though it can't get much worse.
But it can't get much better either.
And I don't want to live.
And I don't want to die.
And my emotions are in pieces on the floor.
So much pain
So much love
So much sadness
So much joy
How I love the time we have shared.

She's everything that I want.
All that I need.
And forever with me in my heart.

But she's not here.
And won't be.
And I'm all alone in the world.
And somehow, I'll make it to tomorrow.
And I'll still love her.

And we'll still be close together.
And we'll still be forever apart.
And my heart
still has not learned a thing.