Loving People

The first time I had my heart was shredded, The first time I was left by my "special one", I realized love is a poison, A poison that courses through the veins. People, spiders just waiting for their opportunity To pounce on all of the butterflies around them. Love is also a strong shoulder. A shoulder to cry and to lean on Allowing you to take a breath before the next grueling step Holding some up like glue, Keeping the card tower together in a hurricane. Love is one of the strongest forces Not even gravity could separate Romeo and Juliet But it was the poison That small spider, that ended it all