I think I’m in love and I think I love to hate it. Addicted to being sober but tonight I’m feeling faded. They ask me to get better, but honestly you can save it.

But they hate to see me cry and hate it more when I lie, so the only question they have is why. Why is it when your feelings get involve you tend to hide? Does it take a shot at your pride ?

How can you only be happy when it rains, is it because summer shines and rain hides the pain? Can you please explain.

The answers pretty simple and I’ll explain it while I sit on a rug. Truth is the drugs numbs the feeling of love. I can’t feel it and it’s addictive to the point where I can’t get enough.

It helps me believes the lies that I want to be true. I’ll never leave or deceive you. I’ll fight hard to keep you.

We’ll fall in love and make a family and begin with children. In the end, it’ll be you and me my best friend.

I believed it with all of my heart and that was the beginning I realized it was starting to be torn apart.

I held your head last night while you laid on my chest. It seemed like forever and today, you left.

How I tried to fight and tell myself it’ll be alright. It’s okay, she’ll be back tonight. Try as I might, I knew the longer she stayed away, the farther she became out of sight.

My mind was calm, but my heart was in a rage. Now all I hear is I’m different I’ll never be the same. Just the same book on a different page.

So you heard my reason for why I am the way I am, but you’ll never understand. To these females I’m not allowed to have feelings because I’m a man.