Illusion

                                    

                                          
There were many outcomes of love.
                          
Two being, blessed and blissful.
                          
Thankful to be gifted with one of the 
                          
many wonders of the world.


                          
Another being, dismal and wistful.
                          
Cursed by the feeling of being miserable
                          
and sorrowful.


                          
It was hard to decide whether I encourage 
                          
this gift and curse. 

                          
In the end, my opinion goes against this so 
                          
called love.

                          
Why do you ask?


                          
Because Love, to me, is a simple illusion.