You are the him that made me feel whole, made me feel broken, made me taste pure bliss and the metallic taste of blood in my mouth all at once. Who knew that a love like this could cause more than just blatant emotional disdain? Who knew that just three words could create a heavenly happiness and then, when two unexpected words join these congregations of letters, a dagger could so easily falls straight into your chest.

At first ' I '  staggers towards you, unsure of its place: it is but the acronym of your lover and your lonely fate. However, in a heart beat, 'don't' then follows: as if it were the lifting of a dagger soon to seal it all. 'Love' then comes next, piercing your soul and 'you' continues, making sure to break your heart. And after this stabbing, this shattering of passion, happiness and content, the word 'anymore' is cocked and shot straight through your head.

Just three small words, giving the meaning to most lives, when in addition to two, has the ability to twist the knife. Love is hard, love is pain, love is beautiful when you're the one to gain. But from what I've been showed and what I have felt: love is but only a word to cover the insecurities of the world.