Cynical Show

He said he adores you, called you beautiful and admire your body.
You called it love, for me it's lust.

He calls you 24/7, always there for you when you need him, his life full of you.
You called it love, I would think he has no life.

He said he care for you, his love endures forever, and nothing gonna change his love for you.
You called it love, I said it's a bullshit. (Blind people, can't you see nobody could control their own feelings?)

You said love makes you happy, I can see that you smile a lot and always seems in a good mood, your nearest and dearest might say you changed into a different person, more kind and nicer to be with. It doesn't mean love changed you, it means you treat people surround you badly. You don't need a boyfriend to change, you need religion and healthy lifestyle. Have you heard that work-out could improve your mood?

You said you need him not to feel alone, now you should go out and look for more friends! Nobody could be with you all the time, we all got a life to live!

Now don't you come to your besties, ask them for comfort when you're disappointed by him, ask for advices when you fed-up with him, can't you see that he's just human? If he's not what you think all this time, can't you just accept it? My advice, my dear, is simple: if you hate to be broken-heart, don't love.

The whole world talking, discussing, looking for love. Now I would like to ask you, what kind of love is it? Is it the love game you're chasing? Play and hide, another victim to have fun with and abandoned at the end.

Man, how I adore you. You've got the gut to love and to be disappointed, guess I could never be brave enough to love like that.