Pain. What can I say about pain... I'm ruled by my emotions so I've felt pain a lot....I can be cold and loving it all depends on you

I love too much, too fast, too deeply and too blindly. Love is the death of me. It has always been. It's time to let go because I'm the one who's dying, suffering from my own emotions.

I have to face reality now, after all not everyone gets what they want or should I say who. I'm hurt and I didn't want that to happen at all costs because I'll become distant, a distorted image my friends and family won't recognize. I become a monster.

I don't know if feeling this way is a curse. I shouldn't know from the start that you're bipolar, I should've cut you off like the rest but I couldn't.....

Because you're different, no, you make me different, but still doesn't change my deep resentment towards you

I hate you for breaking me.
For making me what I dislike
For bringing out my demons
For deciding to love again when I didn't want to

But I love you or should I say I'm in love with you. Ughhhhh. I should hate you for this...but no I don't

It's my fault for pushing too hard I should have left you when you betrayed me but I didn't, because I fucking love too much.

Now I'm in pain, the demons are out..i bet you've never seen me this distant.

It hurts but I'll get over it, I'll find another life to live. I'm not alright.. I'm in tears, I'm sad and tired I've got nothing left to give.

Milton

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