What Is the Point of Love?

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