Love for me was waking up tangled in your arms,
it was the butterflies I got when I heard your name, love was when my heart skipped a beat when you smiled at me, it was listening to the rhythm of your heart and loving the way it made me fall asleep thinking we would be together forever.  

Love for you was making me believe I needed you for everything, it was leaving bruises on my body and calling them love marks, it was watching as I scarred myself and letting me blame myself.

But in the end I don't think it wasn't our different views on love that broke us apart. It was the fact that I believed I was strong enough to take the hit for both of us. I failed and the price I had to pay was you leaving me.
-M.G