The Temptation of LOVE

I’m a writer that can’t express her feelings.

I can’t use those words and phrase.

It’s like I’m a fish taken out from the ocean.

I can’t define what I have to describe.

It’s like a riddle with no answer.

Love.

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A weapon of destruction. Self-destruction.Annihilation of love for yourself.

An emotion, an expression, and a thought put into action.

It is a plague that cannot be cured by any medicine.

Wide spread in the world. No one can stop it.

Each and every one of us in infected.

I hope that I can understand it.

I, too, am disturbed and confused by this emotion.

I can’t explain why. Not even how or why.

I just can’t.

I’m falling.

I wish I could resist the temptations of love.

I’ll rather disappear than to fall out of it.

You see, I have someone I love.

I love him but it seems that there is a 1% chance for us to last.

We can’t talk properly.

We fight.

 We shout.

 I cry.

Then, He shrugs it off.

I’ll die if I lose him. But I dunno why I hesitate.

Hesitate to love him.

Why? Why do I feel this way?

I’ll die.

I'll die all because of LOVE.

And someday, I hope...

Really hope...

 that someone CAN explain

Why Love is so DAMN TEMPTING.