*love*

To run…just to stand still…
To break away ..
only to belong once more….
When you walk away .. from any relationship …
only to be faced
with it on the very next bent….
To hold on so tight .. that it tenderly slips away….
To feed on the loss and thrive on despair …
To be afraid to lose something
something...that was never truly your’s ..

That’s when….
the silence is deafening…
and pain is pleasure…
the happiness pierces through…
and love does nothing but kill