Broken pieces align my heart,
Waiting to be filled.
Butterflies fly in my stomach
Hands clammy from your touch
Mind crazy from your voice
Its what I call love
Its what I call admiration
The beauty of it all
But you never understand it all
Until you fall
Until its been ripped out of you
And made you believe,
You were nothing after all
Until it made you stop and think,
"Did I really fall in love?"
Until you scream,
"****, I hate you all!"
Until you understand that you are no longer-
No longer who you are
No longer who you are suppose to be.
But only the outcome of a epic fail at love.