I wish you could see what your love does to me. I think I am finally getting over you, when you pull me back in with that killer smile and some sweet words. It kills me a little more each time I fall again and have you not catch me.
You tell me you miss me and you say you know I miss you too, but all I have to say is yes, it's true I miss you, but it's so much easier to miss you then wonder who you are with. Wondering if you will come home drunk and angry, ready to fight, one more sleepless night with a black eye and a bloody lip.
I can't keep running in circles wondering if your love is true or if I should take this razor to my wrists and end my pain tonight!
I love you, I know that will never stop, but the tears have run dry, and my heart is beginning to go cold. If you keep this up not only will I not be able to love you, but no one else will be able to get through the walls I've began to build. I wish you could see what your love does to me, I wish you could see that deep down you are beginning to kill me...
