Abandoned

I hate love and it's cursed circle,
Why can't all fates draw fourth now,
and leave me to die.

My whole life in abandoned corner,
Taking one step forward and getting knocked back by three.

Why can't I just run up to her,
face the wretched obstacles once and for all.
And say with great passion;

                       I love you . . .
                       I love you . . .

Just to hear no one ever reply.