• What is love?
    Love is the word that fools use to say that they like each other.
    But I’m a fool for falling into its trap.
    He loves me he loves me not?
    I tired at picking the flower for my answers.
    I tired of waiting.
    I heard love is the slowest form of suicide.
    I’m starting to believe it.
    I rather you hate me for being me.
    Rather then you love me for my mask.
    I would have gladly you giving you my life.
    But instead I died because of you.
    I say ******** love, loves kills.
    But in the end I carve your name in my arm
    Please tell me
    What is love?