Happy Harrowing

The scariest thing about love is this:

You suffer yet you still care
You cry yet you still smile
You own it yet you still share
You hate yet you still admire.

You’re abused by the arms that hug you
You’re insulted by the lips that kiss your lips
You’re assaulted until you’re black and blue
You’re used until you can’t move your hips.

Because you loved, you’re in pain
Because you loved, you’re in agony
Because you loved, you’re in vain
Because you loved, you’re out of sanity.

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