About love

Thinking about my life, I fell a little bit stupid. Why do I spend my life loving you?! Everybody can see how you don’t care about my feelings, about my life, about me. On the other hand, I could give my life to see you happy and safe. “Love is a dog from hell”, Bukowski wrote in the past. He was right. Love is a dog from hell and I am there, feeling this fucking pain…