Love

Love is simply a four letter word to cover up f-e-a-r. It's a counterfeit posterior for the strength to leave individuals behind that don't belong in that certain someone's life. We all try and find reasons to why we wont rid ourselves of that person. Then we lead back to the same excuse of: the cover up word LOVE! I myself have been drawn into that cycle of the mistakenly diagnosed condition of love. I could say that I put myself in that situation by leaving the one I loved{ or at least thought I did} for the one I liked. And in the end he left me for the one he clams to have loved.So where are the lonely individuals resembling me left? Drowning in our own tears. Then we realize that the feelings that we thought we had weren't there at all. But the one's that broke our hearts will never truly know the pain we felt. And sadly they probably don't even care. That's where we have to make that cold hard decision that it isn't worth it. No one person should have any type any shape or ANY form of control over one's emotions. So those like me must move on and congratulate that one that will forever hold the original master key to the door we call our hearts.