Bittersweet

Love if a horribly beautiful thing
That fills one with joy
While ripping ones heart
Into tiny little pieces.

Love is the best friend
Who you believe in and trust in,
Who stabs you in the back,
And stabs you in the heart.

Love will lift you high
And then throw you on the ground.
Love will watch you bleed
And walk away.

Love is bittersweet,
That is I think
The best way
To describe the fatally, horribly beautiful thing.