I can cry.
I can scream.
I can feel hell fall upon me without a minute to waste.
I can feel pain absorbed over the years of being condemned to this forsaken world that cares none for me.

I loved, I felt... I tried to love you best I could.
I ended up destroying myself.

who am I to say that I care?
who am I to say I LOVE?

I changed my mind in a second, when I thought of you, I realized I wasn't in love.
I just felt lust
And On command I was done, Done caring, Done loving and needing

                             YOU.