Love is for the week. It is an excuse for people to hold on to something that is not real. Love is pain. Love is sadness. Love is loneliness. Love is lies. Love is hate. Love hurts more than it heals. Love is holding your pillow at night while your lover is out partying with others.
Love is when she calls you in the middle of the night to tell you she still wants you, but is happy with the guy she is in bed with right now. So she'll call you in the morning. Love has no patience. Love is never kind. Love has tons of envy and is never blind. Love is never pure and it will never last forever, it will never endure. True love is jealous. True love is never ever unconditional.
True love is telling your meth head woman she has to stop fucking men for money if she really loves you.
True love is waiting for your woman to come home and give you a kiss and then asking her to brush her teeth because her breath smells like a condom.
True love is hearing your woman tell you all of her sad ass stories that she caused with her own actions, and then hearing her ask you to fix them.
True love is a father who cant provide for his daughters so he sleeps with them to fill his void.
True love is a brother who sleeps with your girlfriends and then your woman.
True love is a father who cant let go of his daughter because she is his property, so he fucks up every relationship she has.
True love is a father telling you how to please your woman, just in case you did not know how to do it even though you are a proud parent and know how to have sex on your own.
True love is your woman telling you she loves you then getting on the web and telling someone else she loves him too.
True love is money.
True love is lots and lots of money.
True love is letting the one you love tell you how to live your life.
True love is your father in law telling you all the time that you will never amount to anything and seeing your woman hide from him while he says it, then in private she thanks you for not bitting her dads head off and being a bigger man, but in the end she chooses him over you.
True love is a woman who would rather have money than her man and the father of her children.
True love is finding another woman to replace your sons mother like your father did to you.
True love is paying for your daughters divorce.
True love is posting your womans nude photos on the web cause she wanted to make money off of them.
True love is your woman cheating on you while pregnate with your son.
True love is war.
True love is death.
True love is never ever true.
Now I have seen for the first time in my life that I have never experienced real love.
Everything happens in the name of love. Out of the mouths of people who lie. They say one thing and do another, all in the name of love.
Now as I walk alone on dark streets, in strange places, I know that there is real love out there. It is not found in the bars or the bedroom or the back of a truck. It is in the heart of a real woman...
