#misslovebug

This thing within, how long have I held it in? For years, minutes, centuries  they are all the same, each time feeling a new pain.

I never asked for this any, but some say Im blessed. Never know whats next, or which way to turn, and the eyes I feel watching me, they seem to burn.

Their presence always lingers, and I never know what they want, are they here to communicate, or just to haunt. 

Im not complaining for this is my path, Just sometimes its overwhelming, and like a child in a bath, im drowning.

I just wish I knew what to do, sometimes everything shouldn't be colored in black and blue. Im lost for words right now, but what I write is true.

Sitting here. Wondering why I couldn't have been left with more. The pain in my heart still sore from the knife you used before. 

I think about you every day, the fun we had, but the good never out weighed the bad. 

I loved you, but you would give me nothing more, just another relationship under your belt, from the beginning you shut the door, and now my love is lifeless as it lays on this floor.

And I can't save it now, because it has went too far, I was committed to you, but you burned me to my core. 

I took the risk and blindly gave you my heart, a veil glued my eyes shut, and I realize love may be blind, and I've never had that before. 

You took it all with you, all my love and left me to crumble and dissolve, and I feel I may do this, and just give you your wish.

Just give me day to see your face, touch you and hold you again, this love could be new again, would you do that for this crumbling fool, give me a day or two?

I need the will power to do this.. I need the energy so bad. This is an addiction that I almost cant kick, baby loving you is bad. 

Where has the time went, where did it go? Nothing infront of me tangible, leaving me crawling back to my memories for that fix. But loving you is hard to do, and this feeling of you leaving me, I cant bare.

Your face I remember, every little detail, and I just want to touch it to make sure it was real, but loving you this much is dangerous, and the harm it does to me is sad.

A relationship doomed to broken hearts, and a love you must give up, stabbing pain rushing through my heart, and I think i may die on this bathroom floor.

I beg for this to be the last time, the last night, my last hour, my last breath, but you didnt steal that part of me, just took almost all that I had. I long for your withering touch, that kills all that is love when touched by you.