Everyone says love comes with pain,
As if its impossible for there to be sun without rain
But to me, that just can not be right
For love is good, purer than light.

What hurts is when that love is gone.
That is when you wish you could run.
You want to catch it, hold it, keep it.
But trying to hard will only break it.

Do not blame love when you are broken
For it's your own fault for always hoping.
Love does not hurt, it heals a broken heart.
For its the absence of love that tears it apart.

Do not blame love when you are in pain,
It is not the sun that makes it rain.
Instead blame the person who took love away
That's how you were broken, there is no other way.