I knew this man,
he stood above.
But didn't understand,
this thing called love.
His heart was pure,
with a gentle soul.
He wanted the cure,
it consumed him whole.
Wandering mind,
he couldn't think.
He became unkind,
he was on the brink.
But love brought him back,
or so I was told.
It make him crack,
he could not hold.
Love hurts sometimes
*S*