Love hurts.
It hurts worse than the deepest stab wound.
You would know, you're stabbed every night in your torture.
Love is always there,
Why can't you escape it?
You don't need love.
Not with someone who will never love you back.
Not the same way.
They've said it themselves.
"That will never happen."
And it ripped your soul to shreds.
Even though you knew it.
Knew that it was just a crazy dream.
But it was one you had hoped would become a reality.
Your soul was already dead,
Now it is dead and non-existent.
Love will never benefit you,
Yet you are still pulled into it.
Always with the same person,
Like they have some sort of chain on you.
They'll never love you.
So forget your dreams.
Dreams don't come true.
