Love isn't for happiness.
   Love isn't for joy.
      Love is for screaming in agony, and knowing your pain will pain    
      another.
          Love is for sharing sorrow and finding comfort together.
               Love, when you're sad, hurts when they're happy. And
                  Love, when they cry, brings a warmth you crave. Their tears give        
                  you more, as pain makes love acute. For
               Love is revenge, and Love is fear.
            Love is destruction, and Love is rebirth.
         Love is the phoenix reborn, only to be shot in the heart.
      Love is disgusting, and Love is beautiful.
   Love is hard and dark and spiteful.

Love is kind

And Love is Death.