To love

Love
Well you could say its
Possessive
Oppressive
Obsessive
But we got it
Oh babe we got it bad
Love is a gift
But you made it a curse
Whats worse
To love endlessly
Or have it be the end of me
I can’t quite tell
As I look you in the eye
Whats love made of
But you and I
And lies entwined in truth
Between the lines
We couldn’t read
Whats love to you but silence
And my rapid fluttering eyelids
What is life without lovers
But lovers lost at sea
Can never be
Cannot be seen
Never know the ease of dreams
Nor lovetorn seams that rip
And burst to be free
Free of love
Of hate
Or love lost fate
Free of me
And what might be
When broken hearts drown
By the water of a loveless town.