Life

From what I'm feeling, onto a sheet of paper.

Why does life get our hopes up?

It gives us friends,

then all of a sudden takes them away.

When you go out with a guy,

and they love you for years,

then they just leave you.

All that love, pain, and regret,

making a big hole,

right where you can feel it.

Why do we feel all this,

At such a young age?

My friend has a saying,

"If it's the end, it's ok.".

But it's never going to be ok.

It just going to be hell forever.

Author's Note

Seriously..Why does this happen?