Dear Love,

Dear Love,

Please stay away from me and my friends. You bring us nothing but trouble and pain. I'm tired of not only my personal suffering, but having to witness my friends suffer. I want to stop all the hugs i have to give people as the tremble within my arms. I want to stop the trembling feeling knowing I don't have her in my arms. I'm sick of spending my nights laying in my bed thinking of her, getting no sleep. I'm sick of having to comfort those I hold dear without being able to do a damn thing to actually help. I no longer want to see my hands wet with my tears, nor with those of my friends. Stop strangling us as we breathe and let us live our lives in peace. I had this image of you in my mind, from my cartoons and books of my elementary years. I'm sorry to say you are nothing like i expected. You hide in a facade of good feelings, behind images of cupid and hearts. The true you dances with the devil and is intimate with pain. Consider this my restraining order on Cupid. Let me go just one goddamn second without thinking of her. Let my friends have the very same peace. Let us breathe without having a pain in our chest. Let me close my eyes without seeing her face, or feeling her touch, or hearing her voice. Some say love is blind. I say love is heartless. Love is the kid with the magnifying glass. Love is the mugger on the streets of New York. Love is the cold-blooded murderer. Leave us alone. I beg of you. Stop killing our hearts from the inside out. Let me live in peace. Let my mind be at rest. Let me stop imagining everything about her. Let my friends' minds cease their restlessness. Let us be! Let our smiles be genuine and our lives be love-less. Because to love is NOT to have hopes, dreams, and desires realized. Love is to have them crushed. What is the point of loving someone who you can never have? Thank you for hurting me. For making me tear out my heart and shut it down.

Yours Truly,
A Bitter Person