You come running back because you expect her to be there.
You don't have the slightest clue of how much it hurts her.
But there you are, digging deeper for that love that you don't deserve.
Because she thinks it is real, but little does she know that it is all a game.

You don't want her because you love her or because you care for her.
You don't want her because you admire her or because it was the little things that she said and did.
You don't want her because you think she is beautiful or because she was worth remembering.

You want her because you can have her.
You want her because you know she will take you back.
You want her just because you know that you can always have her.
And she is so clueless to see this all.

Because she wants you, for all of those unexplainable reasons.
Because she sees the good that no one else can.
She sees the strong-willed heart that has been hurt so many times by life's untimely struggles.
She sees what no one else can see.

Her heart is an open, abandoned, and run down house that the poor take refuge in.

They don't take refuge because they choose to.

They take refuge because it is the only thing that can help them survive.
Because it is a roof over their head, protecting them from natures death.

They take refuge because they need to survive.

You take refuge because you need to survive.

She takes refuge because she helps you survive.