Love is Pain

If you can’t handle pain,

Then you can’t handle love,

For there can never be love without pain,

The small things he does gives you butterflies,

The wrongs he does fills you with fury,

Even if you were to love yourself,

You could never do away with pain,

Do you think love is magic?

Or do you think it’s an ecstasy?

Love is giving up your pie,

Just to watch the smile on their face,

As your stomach rambles,

Love is quitting your job,

Just to watch your sick lover,

Sometimes it is letting go of your dreams,

To watch your children grow up,

Love is pleading guilty,

For a crime committed by someone else,

It is spending your last coin,

To buy a birthday gift,

Even though you will never get a gift yourself,

It is never painless!




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