What is the point of love
When there is nothing you can do about it
Why do we feel the emotions as if they were real
But we can reach out and grab them
Why do we torture ourselves into thinking there is hope
When really it is just a dream
Why do we love

Why do I feel sick
Why do I cry each night wanting to end all feelings
Why can't I just be normal
I don't want to love
I am to young to feel this way
I don't want to know what it means
I want to continue telling myself it isn't real
Even though I will never believe it

I feel so sick
Like I am about to faint
I want to pretend it isn't real
I just want to pretend it doesn't exists
I can't, I have too much of a heart
A heart that wants to deny it
A heart that won't stop thinking about it

I can't catch my breath
I haven't found my oxygen just yet
It is still in my heart
It refuses to leave me
So many emotions that I can't explain
So many thoughts I have never dreamed of
I am scared, but I am comforted
I get chills when ever I think about it

I wander if you relate 
I wander if you even care
If I am making a fool out of myself
If I am just acting like a child
This has to be real
It burns so badly
It hurts to think about
My heart seems to stop
My eyes seem to burn
I just want to cry
But I can't find the tears

This is so terrible
I can't stop thinking about it
I don't want to stop thinking about it
I hate these feelings 
But I love to feel
I find comfort in knowing I can love
Or even attempt
But I hate feeling weak
And like a mindless fool
Is this how you are supposed to feel
How do I know

Why do we love
When there is no point but to hurt
Why does God allow emotions
When they cut too deep
Why do I love 
Is there anything in it for me
Does my heart like to feel pain
Am I this ignorant
Do I like to hurt myself
I don't seem to understand it
Because I like it
It is so confusing
Why do we love