Fairytales

love is like... what?

a parachute? a swing? no

love is unique, love is ever-changing

swirling, darkening, daring to hurt again

love is not always pleasant

love is confusing

appeals to many, sticks with few

teenage hearts breaking

married couples faking

reputation, money, lust, lies

full of little hope and far too many goodbyes

romantic cliché

generic tales

of happy-ever-afters and heroic males

what ever happened to independence?

love is not a game and love is not a lie

but he'll slip through your fingers,

it doesn't matter how hard you try

nanipulation and tears,

he becomes your biggest fear

ripping yourself apart for another person isn't healthy

but we do it anyway

because we all enjoy that

decaying feeling

of love