I hate to see a hurt woman
Due to non qualified men
That take their heart
And massively crush it

Making them not believe anymore
That true love exists
So for the one qualified
You have to move mountains

Or split the sea
Just to show what you could be
But the damage has been done
You can't turn the tide

Even with all your pride
Or dumping all you have inside
She's broken
The mirror has been shattered

Her heart is in tatters
Unrealistic expectations
Are now what matters
Or maybe nothing at all

For the hurt from that dog
Haunts her soul
And trust is no longer there
Not even if you care

I hate the act of congress
That some men put in
Only to be treated miserable
Typical for good is undesired

The bad boy is the attraction
Playing with fire
Knowing you'll get burned
But shutting down when you feel the flames

It's not right
That anyone hurts from love
But it happens
I hate that some give up

It's someone that covets a spot
Whether invisible or physical
Waiting in the wings to swoop in
But never gets the opportunity

Due to standards being to high
The bar should be set on character
But it isn't
So ultimately what I'm saying

Is that I hate that love
Builds and breaks
But destroys more than heals
Or heals then destroys

It's no in between
You're in love or you're not
You hate love or you have it
I just hate that love sometimes is tragic.

* This poem can be taken from any perspective man or woman.
It's something that had to be said and I hope that someone can relate because I can.