I don't know what love is
Ive searched for it everywhere
Through men, friendships, my father, and even myself and it still gives me only one answer
Pain
Everytime I pour out my love to receive that same outpouring, commited, passionate love that I give to others
They leave
They leave me
Sitting in the dark, the door closed, when everyones asleep crying into my pillow so no one will hear me scream from the pain of people have caused me
All because they didn't love me