Love is a topic which doesn't interest me anymore. Loved someone but got only pain. Cried in vain and agony didn't affect. Knew my pain and still didn't want to express When expressed didn't mean All I got was some darkness in return The darkness which couldn't be breached Which will remain with me for my lifetime Scarred for life which I never thought would The scar which will always remain Became the person I despise The person which I never thought I was