I love you so much that it hurts.
I want it to hurt.
If it hurts, then is it love?
It hurts to look at your face
because I dare not stare.
It hurts to talk to you
because I dare not speak.
It hurts to think about you
because I dare not think about myself.
I want you to look at me,
talk to me,
and think about me.
I want you to want me,
because I don't want me.
I need you to want me,
so I can someday want me.
I love you so much that it hurts.
I don't want it to hurt.
But if it doesn't hurt, then is it still love?
Dec 16, 2025
Dec 16, 2025 at 12:48 AM UTC
I love you so much that it hurts.
I want it to hurt.
If it hurts, then is it love?
It hurts to look at your face
because I dare not stare.
It hurts to talk to you
because I dare not speak.
It hurts to think about you
because I dare not think about myself.
I want you to look at me,
talk to me,
and think about me.
I want you to want me,
because I don't want me.
I need you to want me,
so I can someday want me.
I love you so much that it hurts.
I don't want it to hurt.
But if it doesn't hurt, then is it still love?
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