Love is a Vicious Beast

Love is mean :(

Love you are a wicked beast.
You incite jealous rages and one night stands.
Holy wars, and internal battles wage because of you.
Was this all your plan?

Love you aren't simple like I really wish you were.
You aren't copy and paste, or cut and dry, you really love to morph.
You sneak around corners, and hide in bouquets.
And in those boxes of chocolate, girls get on Valentine's Day.

You get misconstrued as your cousin Lust,
who loves to go to hotel rooms, private booths and such.

I want to believe you mean well, I really, really do.
But its simply hard to trust you whenever my heart breaks, snapped in two.