Better to have loved And lost than to have never Loved at all, they say. Then why does it hurt And cause so much fucking pain That won’t go away.
I’m heartbroken and hurting from the inside out And you refuse to understand what I’m crying about I know I’m not perfect, I know I have flaws I know that I bite and I scratch with my claws But I’ll clean your wounds, and I’ll tend to your pain And from the same mistakes I’ll…
Love. It’s like heroine. It doesn’t matter how much you know that it’s bad for you, You’re addicted. All you want is more, until it’s the death of you.
I hate when we fight. I hate it. All I want to do is make you happy and I struggle between pushing my feelings aside, or speaking out about them. I hate when we fight. I love you. I cry when you angrily tell me, “Fine, just go do whatever you want. Do whatever makes…