Love's beautiful, they say.
but what happens when it's lost?
I tell it to stay far far away
I'm still scarred by my past.

I'm scared,
let me be honest.
For I've lost everything I cared.
From death, moving on is the hardest.

Just need a hug,
words that it'll be okay.
But all I got was a shrug.
'It happens', they said and I lost my way.

Was promised a shoulder to cry on,
a hand to hold on,
a heart to confide in,
but all I got is, darkness to cry in.

Poet's Note
Okay, that wasn't my usual format but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I know most/some of you might not agree, but I don't get why people love even when they know they will lose the everyone they love someday.

Sure, I've loved too, but all I got in the end was pain. Idk if it's worth it or not, but isn't it better to save yourself from facing pain at all?