I'm trying to survive,
But I'm still deeply in love with you.
I haven't seen you in a month or so, it tears me up inside.
to know you're with him and not me,
you tell me you love me, and that you did it to protect us.
maybe I didn't want to be protected.
maybe I just wanted you.
you degrade yourself, when I see only your beauty.
you hate yourself, when I can only love you.
I want you back, but it would be different,
you hate your self more then ever and i'd just be picking up your pieces.
I honestly wouldn't had made love to you if i had known this would happen,
if I was to know that night was the last night i was to see you.
I feel like a cheap ***** every time i think of it.
you wanted me to hate you, like you hated you,
I couldn't.
you wanted me to find new girls,
I wanted too.
now were just two people,
deeply in love
and completely unable to do a ******* thing about it.
it tears me apart.
I'm surviving,
at least I'm Trying