Love...

for it is overrated. it is a mistake in our youth and an experience we should all have. it makes your heart go a hundred miles an hour and reduces your thinking cells to putty, rendering you pretty much a retard on the verge of a heart attack. it was nice while it lasted but it's like some kind of candy that you take into your mouth because it looks so fascinatingly inviting and makes you suck hard on it because it is so sweet and when you least expected, that sweetness is all gone and you're left with this horrid bitter center core.

for there is nothing like it. it is a dream of candy floss clouds and paper hearts a fluttering. you think that you're the luckiest person in the world and would do anything to keep it going. but how often can that feeling last? it is just an illusion to make you think that the world can still be pretty but that mirage won't last will it?

for it is an irony of sorts.