how can something as pure as love hurt?
why wasn't I warned?
where's the manuscript,
the rules, the rights, the wrongs?
how can something so sweet turn sour?
at first it was bliss,
wonderful, exciting, amazing...
and now it's disastrous, a wreckage, poisonous
the cause of my pain,
the cause of my sorrow,
the reason my heart is breaking,
the reason behind all of my tears,
my love is now tainted,
I don't think I will ever try again
love is now a book to never be reopened,
a book that I will cast behind me and hide in the attic
to be covered in cobwebs,
I will let the pages of love turn yellow with age,
never to be turned again