Lord, None of This Makes Any Sense

But its not loves fault.Love is not choosy, it falls where it may.But is it loves fault when it decides not to stay?Its funny. You dont invite it, but it comes in its own time.You might say it has its own mind.Love, why do you play games with my sanity?Love sometimes makes it hard for me to see.Sometimes I wish you never came.Then it would not be necessary to play this game.Reflecting on what used...