When I say i'm bruised, you ask 'how deep?',
I've been up for hours, while searching for sleep,
I hate my heart, for loving you so,
I hate missing you, and I hate that you know...
Somehow, somewhere, you lay indifferent,
And I wish I could will, your heart to repent,
Yet there you remain, with nothing to lose,
While I pen down my pain, with you as my muse...
You make me suicidal, and I fear to die,
Yet amidst all the pain, I can still not say bye,
I'm addicted to you, & you are beautiful,
And beauty felt good, till you showed me evil...
Still my heart loves, for I give and you take...
Still my heart loves, but one step from heartbreak...
Nice one. Heartbreak is heartbreak and it hurt most from those people who we so much trust.
Very true... Only a loved one can break one's heart afterall...