I always get myself into this mess
I always let him tell me I'm smart, I'm pretty
I always let him tell me I have a nice smile, I'm amazing
I always let him tell me I have a great personality
And that he loves me for all the right reasons
And that I'm way to good for him
And I believe him
I believe every word that comes out of his mouth
Thinking he will catch me
When I hopelessly fall in love with him
But alas, that will never be my reality
He will never catch me
Instead he will message other girls while we go out for dinner
He'll comment on their instagrams while I'm sitting right beside him
And of course he will sext them, because what I have to offer will never be good enough
But for some ******* reason
I still can't stay away
And I get myself into this mess
Because for I am a hopeless lover and dreamer
And the will be the death of me

It's funny how just a smile from you can make my day. I hate the effect you have on me. I wonder when did life become so complicated.

I prayed to God,

"Give me him or get me over him."

It's been two years,

and that prayer still hasn't been answered.

"The price of love is loss,
but still we pay."
And I'm afraid, my dear
That I've paid in full
For you see
I'm running out of things to lose.