Love Sits

love sits on the wound that sees the darkness of tommorrow,
building hopes upthen tearing them down as if it were neverthere,

never mattering to anyone else but to those that hurt and to those that hurt.
Either way you look at each person feels bad either hurting someone else with the immortal

words of we need to talk followedby we're breaking up,and on the other sideby having to hear those words.but in the end all you can do is cry,after you'll soon learn to move on and finally say

goodbye...