Love A man Like Poem

I loved you like a women
Who loves a man
She never touches.

Only writes to,
Keeps little photographs of...

I can Only LIKE you

I was drunk, cold and out
When I heard the devil serenade you
Something about your voice.

If his lips were a butterfly
It would forever sup
On the nectar of your lotus.
I love cracks and jagged edges,
Shards and broken pieces,

I can only like you.
I break everything,
Just so I can love them.

After all, what is happiness?

"Love", they tell me.
But love doesn't bring and never has brought happiness.

On the contrary;
It's a constant state of anxiety,
A battlefield;
It's sleepless nights,
Asking ourselves all the time,
If we're doing the right thing.

Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony.