Love

What is love?
Why everyone drown by it?
We treat it such a blessing
Person who came and leave
Like the winter
we fell for it.
Places can bring back our memories
We don't relies how much it can be hurt until our heart began to break into a pieces.
Who could take the blame?
And who could take away the hatred on our heart?
In the end,
It's gonna be past.
I would say,
Let it go
Let it be
It's okay to be not okay
Let our heart to be free.

-LOVE H-