J u s t K e e p L o v I n g M e E v e n I f I t ' s F a k e. //2 am
There's so many things I want to tell you and so many different scars i want to show you , scars that are marked upon my body that each have a different story . But I'm so afraid that with every scar you'll loose the love you have for me .so loose the connection , let my lungs deflate and forget the anesthetic that seems to keep me awake. Because I'm drowning in a ocean of thoughts . and fuck it hurts to know how you've said " I love you" to someone else , holding them close and smiling . but how you say you could say those words to anyone but it wouldn't mean anything .does it mean anything when you say it to me ? Or am I just another person whos madly in love with you receiving the same fate? Even if I was, there are so many ways that they haven't loved you before , and when the darkness swallows me i think to my self " maybe all the rotten love you received has left you confused with the concept of love" ... Yet I wonder knowing I'd let you hurt me and rip my soul to pieces how id love you though all the portions of broken glass and poison you feed me . but with ever whisper of "help" in every broken poem I write , I know you understand.