It speaks the real thing alright.

Being an idealist of love, i come to hate it also. Sometimes you can't help it.
His touch, His smile, His kisses, still lingers even when time traveled.
I loved him. That i cannot deny.
I love him. That i try to deny.
It cuts into the heart, shattered to pieces when its over.
I hate love. It makes you inferior, shameless and so vulnerable.
But i can't live without it.

We don't know the game well. Is it even just a game?
I still, don't master it well. A sucker in love? thats who we are.