How is it

Love will have you emotionally wrecked and all upset. Tears flow from the pain of the unknown. Trying to fix things from the past becomes the view of the futures. Words be come scars stictched up on the heart. Brains become storage for the weight of the world. And all I want to do is submit but loveing is never enough for a broken hearts and broken hearts break hearts. Bright rooms become dark even with lights. Who knew that love was so bland bitter like salt and hard like concrete and tough like uncooked meat. Is love something that I really want. All my life love is something Ive searched so hard for but it has slammed its door upon me given me the wrong key and i have now and have never been able to gain entry.