I'm your heart attack in black hair dye.

One moment everything is wonderful between is and I think "Maybe that love is returning." But then one of them comes into the room and you turn away like I was never there.

And when I finally asked the questions I've been dying to ask, the answers hurt me to my very core.

I feel like my life is just one cruel fairytale made up by some twisted mind with a sick sense if humor.

I opened up my heart and let my fear fade away as I slipped into your arms.

I don't need to pretend anymore.

Love can do terrible things...

And I just don't want to hurt anymore...

It kills me inside when you try to pretend that nothing ever happened and things are like they were before we fell in love. The only thing is, there was never a time I didn't love you.

Him- I want you.
Her- I'm a broken product.
Him- I like puzzles.