The feeling of having your heart, completely ripped out, will never ever cease to shock me.
Even if you do it, over and over and over again, every single time. I'll always be heartbroken and it will never force me to change how I feel about you.
I want to, wanted too. There has been multiple points where I have said; this is it. This is the last time. But no, your voice lures me back to you like some sick curse.
I want you to leave me alone, and then you do and I am begging for you back.
You have done something to me, and god knows what it could be. But if this is love, it is so much darker than I expected it be.
