The End

Love is sweet, love is sacred, love is worth more than gold ever could be. Love drives deeds, good and bad; it saves souls and ruins others. So, how could one end it? In almost everyone’s life, love ends, but you don’t want it to. Well, this is my first end. I don’t know what to do, she is my first love. I have written about her, and how I love her, but I found out things I find dark that she sees as common practice. I love her still, but I can’t be with her. I am not used to hurting people, but I must. Love has not ended, but it must be cut short.