My Thoughts On Love

I hate love, more than I hate drugs.
Now you know that love sucks.

Love is pain.
Love has driven me insane.

Love is not for me.
Love is for someone who's in need of love and feeling lonely.

Love is a disease.
Love can kill or drain you like a blood sucking leech.

Love can leave visible wounds on your skin.
Love is like an arrow that can pierce deep within, or cripple you, and cause you never to fall in love again.

Love is not for me.
Love is for the weak.
Love is for someone that can't speak, or understand the language of love and want to fall in love just to feel please, and complete.

Love is not the answer or a way to escape the drama in our lives.
Love is patient and kind.

Love is love when it’s mentioned by the right person that really loves you.
Love cannot be forced upon, if the other person not feeling the same way as you.

Love is real when you feel it tingling all over your body, making you smile and keeping you happy.

Love is not forever.
Love has a beginning and an ending.

Love is my enemy, not my friend.
Love betrayed me and it’s hard to regain trust again.