I'm so stupid for thinking I found the one.
I'm so stupid for even trying again.
I'm so stupid because I saw it coming but continued anyway.
But all I want is to be loved.
Not with touch but with heart.
Yet I constantly keep finding myself laying in a bed full of tears.
Is it because im fat?
Is it because I'm ugly?
Is it because I actually thought we had a chance?
I can't figure it out.
I wish someone would just tell me so I can give this constant pain in my heart a break.

This is not what love is, but who it chooses to affect in certain ways.