love is. . .

       love is a balace of give and take. . .all you did was take away from me.
   All the pain, all the lies, couldnt you see the pain in my eyes and know you were killing me? You really didnt care if you just hung up the phone without shedding a tear.
My first love was never really gone as I had once thought,for me she was always there.All you did was prove to me that you still are what are what you are.I thought you were more.I thought I found an angel,but all I did was fall for a cum-guzzling gutter whore.
You pushed the boundaries of my love,fed me all the bullshit I could take, I had to stand up for what was right,I knew if I didnt,I would surely break.A new day dawns as I emerge a stronger man that knows your love was conditional and not really fair.Me and my first love reunite stronger and leave you behind like you were never there.