A love so beautiful yet so venomous.
So pure yet so deadly.
Just like a rose.
The thorns ***** you, but you can't seem to let go.
The beauty of the rose takes your mind away from the pain.
You become so entranced by the good sides that you completely cast aside the bad sides.
The bruises, scars, and pain don't matter.
Tears slide down your cheeks, yet you remain with a smile placed on your lips.
Please let go of that rose. I'm begging you.
You deserve so much more than all this pain, these tears.
Promise me you'll let go.
Let the wind blow it away, as it becomes a dot in the distance.
Scars fade away, but the pain in your heart remains.
All you have to do is let go, but sometimes even letting go is painful.
Don't let yourself become so accustomed to the pain, that you wouldn't know how to live without it.

-I.G.