Love can be so supernatural
Sometimes you can think it’s artificial
Because it once made us all stupid
That’s why we are all victims.
Sometimes it is a curse
Sometimes it is a blessing
You can wonder why our endeavours are built on so much pain
Than being built on so much joy.
We chose love and we chose whom to love
We regret choosing whom we love
But we never chose to quit love.
Sometimes I wonder why not quit all.
Quit both the pain and it’s cause,
Destroy a tree and all it’s roots
Yet we stay with the roots.
Can we justify the reason,
Because love can be so supernatural.