Love is Pain

[Based off Older by Sasha Sloan]

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I used to think loving was sunshine

Light, happiness

Nothing but positivity

So why were my parents

Always tangled

In that ever twisting ball of fury?

Why were my mother's eyes

Always red-rimmed

From nights spent screaming

And smashing the glass

Why was my father,

Ever absent at the table?

And the only time I heard his voice

Was when it was filled with frustration

Brimming with red hot anger

And harsh words spilling out

I thought my parents

Were supposed to love each other

I wanted

A different family

I promised myself

I would love better than them

But I was naive back then

The older I got

The more I realised

Love isn't pink hearts

And romantic dinners

Or just kisses and rings

By the river at night

Love is pain

Love is the arrow through your chest

That aches in every beat of your heart

To love is to suffer

And loving is hard

My parents weren't perfect

And neither am I

Now I understand

That sometimes it's better

To let someone go

Sometimes it's just not meant to be

And sometimes it hurts the other

Out of all our feelings

Love is the most deadly

It heals

But it destroys too

So all you can do

Is fight for your love

And try not to get hurt

I used to get mad

For this broken family I had

But I was just a kid back then

And children don't understand

Now that I'm older

Now that I see

Love isn't easy

And it doesn't have to be