Love was made to decive a loving heart.
What you love now is not what you expected.
But a pure eye of deception.
Doesn't matter how much you love.
Its not worth to be in love...
not yet.
Doesn't matter how many years you put in.
But a stike of a hand that was made to hurt you...
it isnt worth to be loved.
saying it would be okay and forgotten...
is a flooish act
Leave it alone because you deserve better.
The years of being in a painful love is not worth the life time.