I never would. Love is the origin of weakness- and heartbreak; sadness. I couldn't risk becoming weak. I couldn't risk loving someone. I didn't want to. I couldn't risk having my heart broken. I didn't want to. Until I met you.
I Would Never Love You.
I never would have. You were the origin of my weakness- and my heartbreak; my sadness. I couldn't risk losing you, ergo I couldn't risk loving you- but I did. You were everything I needed; you were the only one I needed. Every time i saw you . . . sigh I didn't want to love you; I didnt want to lose you. But I already met you.
I Would Never Love Again
I won't. Love was the origin of my weakness- my heartbreak; my sadness. I didn't want to risk losing you, but I loved you and I lost you. I didn't want to. I never wanted my heart broken but at least it was broken because of YOU. I didn't want to love you. I wish I never met you.
I Love You
I wanted to get over you, I did. I hoped; I prayed; I wished- but to no avail. You did not see how you were killing me. You never knew how I felt and I couldn't have told you. I wanted to hate you instead; to forget about loving you.
But I Still Loved You
I will never get over you. Never. This is not love. You are not love. This is a curse. You are a curse. My curse. All I need is for you to love me back- if only for a little while. I would die for you. I would do anything for you- to be with you.