When Love Goes Wrong

It is crazy how love like flowers,
blossom in the morning and Wilder's at night.

Remember those days,
when all you wished for was her,
taking advantage of every spare time,
Just to think about her.

She fills your senses,
controls your emotions,
every love line,
you could to relate it to her.

Those memories are priceless,
yet,
they can cause you much harm.

Every beginning has an end,
before the end,
there is always a story to tell.

Have you ever had a jewel,
Snatched from your hands,
then you must have felt that which words cannot tell.

I speak in riddles,
Only a wounded heart can unravel
that which is encoded beneath my breath.

Love is the sweetest there is,
love is the cutest disease,
love controls the being,
but when love goes wrong,
It kills from within.