Poetry

I thought love makes you great how wrong my thoughts misguided me...it seems it all starts when you meet this hotty who for once you think you have landed a jack port...this person drives you crazy to the extent you extent you accept to be call names of food stuff...pumpkin ,honey...hey thats love speaking.

Love can make you feel sick if you donot see the person makes your heart pump like no any other pump...love sometimes i wonder wether i understand this individual called love...any its great at first but trust me it will hurt when you are dumped

when you drop out of love then be prepared to see the dark side you thought you never had ...this will drive you nuts tto the extent that every one in the world will turn out to be your enemy and alcohol,drugs your friends yet life seizes to be your friend due to the torture you put it through