it's not easy, is it?
living without a drug you were oh so used to.
gnawing at the edge of your skin begging, "to pull me in."
tell me love.
do you miss me or are you feeling lonely?
tell me, babyboy, does it hurt when you think of me? does it hurt when you say my name like a prayer? when you've done all you could; begged, crawled, withered; but you still aren't enough. somewhere in that golden heart, does it hurt knowing you'll forever be missing yet it doesn't affect me one bit?
love is like
- a drug
- a sin
- a story
- an adventure
- a scorching fire
now that you've finally realised what it feels like to have a knife stuck in your heart and anyone but yourself can pull it out, i hope you remember me when you try to snuff out a light. i hope you remember the face of the woman you tried to destroy but miserably failed to do so; all because you lost the game of love.
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