Love
They say love is incomprehensible
And every lover is just as easily dispensable
Then why love at all if it is deemed simply fashionable
Another darn accessory which only constitutes pain and misery
I say, the devil contrives to deceive us with this notion of living a wonderfully tempestuous love life
Sweet and subtle temptations
No heavenly salvation
Ceased to think twice, thrice
Ego preservation
Incapable of self annihilation
The once wholly passionate child - free, gregarious and wild... grew up to become an anti social hermit thus prone to being reviled
