'It is better to have loved and lost
Than to never have loved at all.'
But at what cost?
Is it even worth it to fall
In love and then lose
All the joy and happiness
Of a loved one's kiss and caress;
To be held, to be hugged day after day.
To have it all just taken away
And in its place only pain left to stay
In a hole that was once a heart.
A heart that was ONE with another.
Now no longer together but apart
Now broken and empty and accepting no other
For the pain is too great.
And it's too great a pain
To let it all happen again.
No longer willing to love yet, nor willing to hate
Just unable to let the heart forget
All the mind now regrets.
Was the pleasure worth the pain?
If so why does the pain still remain?
Is life still worth living
Yet not knowing
What is love, being loved, or loving?
To never experience bliss.
To never experience and miss
Out on the joy and happiness
From a loved ones kiss.
To never know what love can do.
To never have someone love you.
To never get nervous and not know what to say
Every time that certain someone looks your way.
To never know what it is to fall
In love and have that love grow.
Is it better to never have loved at all?
If so tell me for I'd like to know.