Love is horrible

Horribly good

Love must be horrible
Or so I've heard
Women cry, men self-destruct
How could a 4-letter word hold such power?
All around, people find love
Happy endings do exist, this I do know
But the feeling itself must be horrid
Women overthink, men overdrink
How could that be wonderful?
Don't get me started on Romeo & Juliet
Die for love?
I wouldn't get a papercut for love

But that was all before him

I wish I could say I held my ground
I didn't know what falling felt like
Until him
It was so easy and oh so great
Who knew my walls could come down?
Little, unexperienced me turned to a new chapter
I acted strange, definitely not myself
I'd draw his last name after my first
How was I acting so silly?
He kissed me, I smiled but then I frowned
Was this love?.... "no", I thought
This was just a fling
Then he grabbed my waist, pulled it in close
Who knew that eyes could dance and sparkle with passion?
He kissed me slow, I even stood on my toes
The doubts ceased, love had won me over
Love must be horrible
Or so I thought