A hole, no a gaping unfathomable hole ---
that’s what it feels like, in my heart.
It’s only been hours since ---
but the agony is ever strong.
The pain, yes the pain is what is devouring and consuming my insides.
I feel, but I can’t ---
I laugh, but it’s hollow ---
I smile, but it’s phony ---
I knew this would happen,
I put myself in this trap.
I shouldn’t have become devoted.
Stupid me, stupid, worthless and pitiful me.
How could I have let myself feel this way?
I think I’ve chosen to destroy myself instead,
I’ve chosen to let my heart break.
Love, an interesting word.
Love is an illusion.
Love died in this very place, inside my heart.
It will take longer for memory to die,
longer than love will, at least I hope.
Now that I think of it, pain is love, they go hand in hand.
If you’re not in love, you’re in pain and love only causes pain.
You can live on, for, and in love as well as pain.
Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs, but why?
Because, love is like an obsession,
why is it like an obsession,
I don’t know, it just feels right when I say it is.
You know what?
LOVE SUCKS!
Like in that famous song that everyone knows, love hurts.
Antonyms for love; detestation, abomination, and abhorrence.
Pretty strong words to be the opposite of love.

 
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