I don't know what it was about you that got me so addicted.
Love, the worst kind of drug.
To crave you at 3 Am.
Like an addict.
You are the thing that is slowly killing me.
Funny how the number one reason I want to give up is also the number one reason why I have't.
It was never anything you said or did.
It was the feeling that had came along with you.
Now your gone and I have never been so lost in my life.
This withdraw will be the death of me. Slowly.
Why did you leave me here all alone.
Why did I think someone like you would stay with someone like me.
You said you needed me.
I needed you way more than you needed me and you left just because of that.
I hate that I still crave you. Your lips on mine. The thought of that drives me insane. Then reality hits as I see your lips on hers.
I think I officially hate you more than you hate yourself.
I have no room in my heart for hate . So I pray everything on your side is okay. If it isn't I hope you remember me and cry, just as I do with you.
End my suffering. Don't make my death slow. Just pull the trigger I'm sick I'm playing Russian roulette
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This word is full of ugly people.