Two words:

LOVE HURTS.

And yet, we're all to stupid and go searching for it.
Most of us blinded by the fairy tales we've been led to believe.
Because of this so called 'love', we have teens and some adults dieing.
So many young, unnecessary deaths.
We're too late to save many, grief forms within us for the lost soul.

Yet, in spite of all this, we still search for it.
Hope for it, pry for it, wish for it, dream for it.
Sometimes we do find true love, our own 'happy ending'.
But most don't.
They end up broken and stepped on.

So if it hurts so darn much, then why do we even bother!
Why bother to get our fragile hearts ripped out of our chest and then have them completely shatter it into millions of tiny pieces?

Why is it that we long for this love, even if it might destroy us?
Why is it that even I want...no, need to feel this love?
Why?