Why cant u love me a little was it ever to much to ask?

What makes life... its life itself

Sadness hurt not just your body but mind and soul

Been broken down too many times before yet I dont have the strength to let go

Sometimes u push away the only person that would give a dawm about you

Cant make you see wat you have to see for urself

Sometimes the person you least expect can end up being the one you need to save you from urself

No matter the situation u face you can always pull urself throu never be afraid to take that step forward never look back on wat could had been

For the my love is sacred. for such love a life is worth but hurts to most wen love is not behold

Wat now after is over?