now tell me
what is the point of loving
when it can bring such pain
like a ball and chain
we've all come accustomed to
dragging our selfs forward
like zombies under a spell
why do we fall in love
only to scrape our knees and hands
and learn to love the pain
are we
as humans
in love with people
or in love with the idea of love
the idea of someone to hold
the idea of cheesy rom-com-like dates
do we love to feel pain?
or do we love, to feel pain?