love I would have

First love we dream about it
we hope for it, search for it
but sometimes when it finally arrives, we can barely stand it

and to no surprise, the fiction of true love
perhaps of any type of love
are often mixtures of follishness, happiness and sadness,

So here is my story...
had i known, that luv would strangle the heart of its last breath
i would've left u beautiful and untouched

4 one who experienced more and required less
was i aware of luvz true damage
i could have by-passed the naive and misunderstood

4 one who cared more and demanded less
had i known the pain could bruise the soul and dismember the heart
into unrecognizable piles of misery

your eyes would've stayed closed
unknowing of luv beyond in the dark
disrespected

what was once so pure, far 2 many times
desperate and unsuspecting
i let your luv make a hole in my heart

had i been aware that one could confuse the brain and control another's lyfe
i would've held out 4 one who respected me more
and abused me less...