Submissions by Blinkfan93

Love

Love is a weird thing.
It means something different to everyone.
To me it means pain, anger, desertion, and nothing but temporary.
It means for now, and not to last.
You think love is something that lasts forever, but it never will.
I've been shown time after time that love just let's you down.
I used to think it'll never end, and yet it's always been ripped away.
So this love you speak has only shown me heart break like no other.
We throw this word around like the air we breathe, but why?
To show compassion?
Love and...