Love.
Why does love exist.
why does it hurt?
why does it die?
everyday i ask myself if love is worth it.
& in some sick way it is.
Love is painful, hurtful,even scary at times.
& yet when your in love you think your unstoppable.
i don't understand it.
iv only seen true love once.
it was magical undescribable.
i read about love in fairytales.
but not once have i felt it have i witnessed its hurting pain.
eversince i was a girl.
love has scared me.
a broken heart could be deadly.
a breakup could be critical.
& yet people risk everything for love.
Copyright © Macy Schultz | Year Posted 2010
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