See the only love I have ever been in is Unrequited You didn’t need me Nor want me But I couldn’t get enough of you So I grabbed onto you like you were the last ticket out of this town And I never let go even though I knew All the trains had stopped running years ago And that you could never really save me. I still held on.
I have never been in the kind of love where things are simple. I love you and you love me Is something I have never been a part of.
So when I say I’m in love, Do not think I am happy. Do not think we share our secrets at four o’clock in the morning Or that he knows the exact shade of green of my eyes like I know the bruises on the back of his hand.
Because this love is not like that. This love is not patient, nor is it kind. It is hard And I am hurting But there is no-one to kiss it better.