The way I love him,
Is harmful to me.
The way I just
Think of him
Makes me appear
As a ******,
I'm love sick!!
Since the first time
He touched my lips
My heart my soul my brain my body! He became my god
I'm sick of love
It's been 6 years and I still can't stop dreaming of him
The way he touched me
The way he abused my love
The way I thought he loved me
The way I can't hate him
They way he means the world to me.
The way his name is tattooed on my skin .
The boy I love doesn't exist
But I can't let him go
I'm sick and his my cure
But the cure doesn't exist anymore