I was in love with him
So much it devoured me
It made me depressed
It hurt, i remember
I thought, is this what they call love?
Insane, that´s how I felt
Why do people crave that kind of feeling
It hurt, why did it hurt
I could not bear it
Is this what they call love?
I wouldn`t say love
It`s an obsession
An ache that is not curable
Why do people crave that kind of self-destruction?
It made me lose my mind
It made me lose me
An ache that became a part of me
What am I without it
What am I without you
It hurt, why did it hurt
I was in love with him
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Author:
AC (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 20th, 2017 14:36
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Time wounds all heels & Time heals all wounds. Nicely penned raw emotion Mikasa.
Thank you!
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