If love was a Building.
Then I truly have broken an Entry.
And was thrown out by this buildings only sentry.
Please God...
If love was a Scar.
Then it would be running down the length of my soul.
and would skip right over this hole.
Forgive me...
If love was a Bullet.
Then it has traveled through many a skull.
Many this bullet save me from my fall.
The pain is so great...
If love were a Lake.
I have drowned in it only once.
I need to swim for burning shores of my heart.
I can't take it anymore...
If love were a Flame.
It still burns in my soul through a memory.
It silently flickers. But might die out at any time.
I'm hurt so bad...
If love were a Rope.
Then I've surely hung myself.
And no one has bothered to cut me down.
I can't be healed this time...
If love were a Knife.
Then I've cut through my flesh trying to find the thing that got lost in me.
Noone has bothered to sow me back shut.
I wish she knew...
If love were a Pill.
Then I've overdosed on it and never threw up.
At an emotional high, the pill remains in me.
How I felt...
If love were a Human.
Then I would be it no doubt.
For I am made of it. It is my heart and Soul.
I wish...
If love were a Friend.
Then I would have the friend everyone wanted.
The best love friend could not replace what I have lost though.
I could go back in time...
If love were a Creature.
The I have been hounded by it forever.
It never stops stalking me. Maybe I should stop calling it's name.
And have a second chance...
If love were born to Die.
Then I am truly, without a doubt, buried 6 feet under.
And noone has bothered to dig me up.
At the thing I have failed at...
If love were a Plane of Happiness.
The I must live there.
For all around me I can feel it.
My love is strong...
If love were an Angel.
Then she has been with me for eternity.
Her beauty is great.
But I slowly die...
If love were God.
Then I believe.
But then why has he forsaken me?
I wish she knew what I was going through...
If love were a Disease
Then I have contracted it.
I can't be cured.
I wish I was with her on the hour of my death...
If love were the Grim Reaper.
The he has harvested my soul.
He won't give it back.
Goodbye... Forever...
If love were all the things I Wish it would be.
The the world would be a perfect place.
But it's so dirty and unkind.
I love you...
Love is none of these.
Though I have felt it.
It has abandon me.
Maybe it will come back someday... Just maybe...
Author notes
...
Written September 30th, 2006
