I don't want it.
Even though I've never known it.
I'm not strong enough to handle it,
It will destroy me.
Doubts will linger,
Bring caution to my thoughts.
But curiosity will allow the doubt to disappear
Letting me slip into what will never last.
It will destroy me.
I'm already broken.
Never wanting to love or to ever be loved
Pushing away
Even when I yearn for them.
There is no cure for those like me.
Love is incapable of easing the pain
Only wrecking the damaged ones further
It will destroy me.
Mark my words
Love will be the cause of my death.