I Hate Love!

by Rafia

Love means cry, Love means die. Love is the worse, Love is a curse.

When he loves you, Then he will not hesitate to make you cry. He won't hesitate to tell you bye.

When he is willing to die for you, Then he won't hesitate to kill you.

Love means pain, Love is not gain. Love means hurt, Love is a curt. But.....

Even after all this, we want to get a little touch love. But WHY? Because it turns our life into a peahen from a dove.