Were we ever in love or was I dreaming? Was I enchanted by the idea of love or controlled by the thought of having someone like you. Was our love a game just to make me feel shame, for having emotions? Do I not deserve to love and be loved or do i deserve to hate. Do I determine who I love and who I hate because I don't think I do I think I never had a choice I was destined to love you, and you were destined to disappoint me, one thing you never let me down on, one thing I could count on, was your disappointment; you used my love for your own personal pleasure and now you choose to hate me, you've made me cry you've broken my soul worst of all you've broken my heart I guess love doesn't live here my heart is vacant hate has arrived and my emotions are shaken how could I go on and pretend to be happy there's no happiness here not even any laughing.