The love is lost only hurt remains at too high a cost it drives you insane. Your heart yearns for love but all your mind holds is rage and when push comes to shove they're never on the same page. Once you're together that "love" has run dry though you say forever it's nothing but lies. Yet as soon as he's gone all you want is him back you admit that you were wrong then the process reenacts.
This is a rather old piece, probably written 4 years ago when I was still fighting myself and involved on and off romantically with my best friend. This pretty much explains how my mind seemed to think around the situation, despite the fact that I had realized that I do only like girls; I was fighting my own self and hurting him in the process.