Love.

What is love?

What is love? Well, I don't believe anyone can ever answer that question because we truly don't know. Love is an emotion so strong and violent that it captures your heart and never lets go. It's an ache in your chest and a never ending pain. What is love? Love is the blood coursing through your veins and fighting, kicking and screaming. Love isn't dreamy eyes and butterflies but tears and hate and rage. Love is hurt and anger and passion, a constant turmoil leaving you vulnerable to pain.  What is love? Love isn't sweet and easy but a twisting, turning rollacoaster tipping you upside down. Why fall in love? When your heart is screaming "NO! Don't look at her, dont smile at him" because you will be forever imprisoned by your own emotions; depressed and anxious, crying for help. Is this what love is?

So will you love me forever? When I'm Ill or angry? Will you love me? How about when I'm vulnerable and dying? Will you love me? How about when I push you away and scream like I really don't care? Will you stay and love me forever? when im dead and gone? Will you sit by my grave and cry? When we're merely memories will you lie with my soul and weep? Will you love me forever? Will you? What about when i drive you crazy? Or when i crawl away on my own? I hardly believe that you will. What if you hate me? Because what is hate? Will you scream and roar when you hear my name? Cut me out of photos? Will you weep and yell, throw darts and hit, because you didnt love me forever? Forever is a big word, a very long time.

I don't think you'll love me forever, do you?