Im blinking away the tears as i excpect the hurt to fade with them. Im sitting on the floor legs crossed trying to understand how i can be mad at someone for being what i want them to be. I want to understand how my heart aches and longs for a soul that turns away as i shout out their name and beg. Beg for love beg for help beg for them. I want to know why its fair to get my heart broken to pieces over and over again by someone i keep handing myself to. Cause i would get my heart broken a thousand times as long it means you would never leave and i would never have to lose you
Even if having you means losing myself