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I always wanted to be something in life

More than this pile of bones that move on will

I want to gain something, I want to see something that will make me fall in love, do something that catches my breath. It's never enough what I'm doing right now. I see people fall for others like rain, simple, easy. When I fall, I'm the only thing that falls. I'm like a baby that falls out of its nest before it's ready to fly, and no one comes to help. Is love really what completes life, or does it merely end it. "Without you I wouldn't know how to live." "You're the reason I want to be alive."

Is love the reason for deaths. It's the strongest emotions besides hate. They're compatible. Opposites attract. If you feel love you have to feel hate. Love is what ends war. Romeo and Juliet. Hate is what starts wars. WWII. But love can start wars. Is a broken heart still considered love. Is it simply unreturned and that's what makes one bitter. If someone's heart is only there to experience pain... why are we so insistent on using it?