• Questions

    by  • October 24, 2016 • * Safe for Work *, Confusion • 0 Comments

    Why must you be so difficult? I swear, if I could reach up and grasp the burning stars, every last one, the sun included, in my hands without flinching, pull them down and offer them to you, you would only want the moon.

    When I tell you I love you, you tell your friends I’m destroying you. But darling, hurting you would kill me. And sweetheart if I’m making you sad, then please, go ahead and leave, but just stop playing these games with my heart. I can’t take it.

    What’s going to become of us? If I say I love you, you want me to leave you. If I give you space, you wish we were closer.

    Who on Earth has put these weird notions into your head, making you toss and turn in this sea of emotion?

    How did we end up this twisted and tangled, when we started out so in love? I used to look at you and see something of myself, but so much better. I used to think you took all my faults away. Now I’ve but to look at you to make you scream and hurl them back in my face.

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