The red flags she wore Never hung this high before what's the beauty of love when it's the pain you endure I ask why doesn't anyone love me then what is love even to me It takes people with issues to love hard or maybe not at all it's love & be loved but love is nothing at all but memories left a scarred The scars yet a blueprint to my soul The lowest of my lows The torture I had to go So I give my heart as a whole or maybe it's all parts masterpiece even beautiful art how love still struggles to erupt from these scars But how can I love you when no one has loved me & how can I love you when I don't even know how to love me is the love I even show you just what love is to me? because love is nothing but a devastating memory so I apologize & warn you in advance for all the misconceptions I come with at hand Because the constant distress you see followed by your unconditional company is what love is to me -G