DashaChii

    The heart seems to suffer the most    Since no other thing feels what it does    Loving so greatly with every embrace    Breaking so terribly with every tear    It is such an odd thing that we all hold    Constantly in a paradox of love and hate    Yet within it's blooming and fading emotions    Is the grand story of the entire human race    A tale of great romance and deep sorrow    A song of fierce hatred and hurtful regret    Though lessons are never learned from it    Since it remains the most mysterious thing of all    Not even the wisest mind will ever understand    Not even the greatest poet can put it in