I don't think I'm capable of love,
Not the real thing at least .
What I can give is a knockoff, and never the real thing.
So I'm sorry if I make you cry, I'm sorry if I've wasted your time.
I'm sorry that I'm scared of giving my love out, and not receiving a reply.
I'm sorry that I am only human and being scared to love in a world of hate, is self preservation for me.
Not Loving keeps me from feeling pain, keeps me from hate, it keeps me alive.
I'm sorry.
Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 10:52 PM UTC
I don't think I'm capable of love,
Not the real thing at least .
What I can give is a knockoff, and never the real thing.
So I'm sorry if I make you cry, I'm sorry if I've wasted your time.
I'm sorry that I'm scared of giving my love out, and not receiving a reply.
I'm sorry that I am only human and being scared to love in a world of hate, is self preservation for me.
Not Loving keeps me from feeling pain, keeps me from hate, it keeps me alive.
I'm sorry.
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