It's a notion built on passion and desire.
Tricks us into thinking that it's eternal fire.

Little do we know, it's just an illusion
A fleeting moment of joy that brings on confusion.

It's a force that can bring us to our knees
and a feeling that can make us beg and plead.

What we fail to see is that love can deceive
leave us with nothing but pain to grieve.

All the promises whispered in the dark of night...
Are just empty words that were used to ignite.

For in the end, love is a game of chance
One that rarely leads to a lasting romance.

I once believed in love's enchanting magic,
but now I see it for what it is, a lie that's tragic.

So, I'll move forward with a cautious heart..
and never let love tear me apart.