Is It Love? Poem by emmanuelle sanders

For the past years, it seems
That my life isn’t a magical dream.
Friendships broken, tensions rekindle,
And useless blabbers try to mingle.

These events are caused by one thing.
It is love, which to me could bring
Happiness, some sadness, but most of all,
It ruined my life, caused my downfall.

Afraid to love again, yes, that’s me;
I don’t want the past to cause my misery.
Little do I know, what pulled my life down south
Is not love, but my uncontrollable mouth.