im losing control of life, and its all because of him. he used me like a toy and then threw me away, but just when i accepted my fate he brought me back to torture me with his love. he loved me, and i hated him for it. i took risks and chanced at love, and cruel fate tore me to shreds. so now im here, waiting for him to take me away before i die.
im done with love, done with life. im finished living in a world of lies where love can kill. I trusted him, took a chance in trusting his love, and it got me nowhere. i ended up alone in life, alone in love. He toys with me, a cat playing with a mouse before he eats it. but there will be no quick death for me, only slow agony. He thinks i dont see right through him, that i dont see his horrendous web of lies. Hes dead wrong. I see right through his little games, his little tricks. I tell myself that i wont fall for him, that ill leave and be done with him forever, but i cant leave. As much as he has hurt me, i still love him too much.
