they fill the emptiness in your lungs

That the thought of losing you is

It's killing me

It's killing me knowing that I'm so fragile

Everything can break

You made me feel so alive that

That now I'm drowning

Like beeing aware of the consequences, the bad feelings.

But at the same time it's something I need.

The sadness, the feelings of beeing worthless.

I never knew that relationships can make me feel so fucked up.

It's like catching a butterfly. But it feels like it's a knive.

Like catching a feeling of love. But the thought stucks in your head like the knive in your hand.

So you start messing up with the pain the knive caused you.

Messing up withbthe feeling of love.

You start to make thing worse, just because you can't handle the pain, even though the pain is so beautiful.

And it makes me feel so depressed.