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Jan 2018
this love thing is a mess
it's a trap
and we seem to fall so innocently into it

it creeps up on you slowly
until one day you realise what it is
and there's no getting rid of it
and you're happy
you're so ******* happy
there is now a reason to deal with the madness
it's a safe haven in a chaotic world
it's a place to run when things go wrong
it's a feeling of home wherever you are
and you're happy

you're happy until it ends
then you're lost
it's like you're missing a piece of you
and you numb yourself to it
you try to ignore it but it presses against your brain
you can't think of anything else
they're happy and you can't even sleep
you're holding back tears every **** second
and they're laughing like a burden has been lifted

this love thing is a mess
a disaster
a puddle of feelings you can't seem to sort
it breaks you over and over
till there's nothing left to break
Written by
skyler  18/F/U.S.
(18/F/U.S.)   
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