Shes claimed my heart like it always belonged to her, claimed it today, and yesterday. She's waiting for it in the future, unattainable for anyone else, so sure of herself that no one is going to love me the way she ever will.

I say it hurts,
her love hurts it's not right. She says hold this pain for abit longer please, she begs, im weak but the pain is stronger. Shes squeezing my hand, "are we okay"
I say "yeah" ,  frail to squeeze back. She'll blame me, she'll blame me that i loved her once.