Love Hater

Everyday I see the same:
Couples holding hands,
Kissing each other

Most people say I am jealous,
But why do I need to envy them?
I don't need it, I don't want it

In the end, you get dumped or you dump the other
It's the same thing
And the wounds will stay; torned and bleeding

And everytime you meet someone you love,
Those wounds start to hurt again,
You scratch them open

Why?
Why do we do that?
Why don't we learn from our mistakes?

Maybe it's human nature
Maybe it's the blindness of love...
Or hate...

Father... you betrayed and abused me... I will never love you again
Beautiful girl... you turned your back on me when I said I loved you... I will never love you again
Stupid dick... you screamed and insulted me when I told you I would never love a man... I will never love you again

I learned my lesson,
And I will not rip my scars open
So, I will never love someone again

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