Love,is wonderful
Love is painful
Love is sad
Love is happy
Love is harsh
Love is kind

But out of all of your choices,why do you make it a game?you tease me yet lead me back in,you break my heart and then fix it,but that cruel day was the last straw,when you said you didn't need me,I moved on,you look at me as if I am going to play,but I am truly done.

Can you say the same?