Tuesday, 10 September 2013


Who will take care of me?
Who will hold my hands?
Who will make me feel?
And who won't hurt me?

Love is a trap
Or at least that is what it feels like

It makes you feel safe, then suddenly leaves you exposed.

Love is a lie, or so i have come to believe, for everytime i have heard it said, i knew it came with conditions never met

Love is the opposite of what it is. Because every hello comes with a goodbye

Love hurts, and it hurts me, and i do not want to hurt any more.
Who on this earth can love me so i do not crave it from another place?
Is there hope?

or should i just go buy my cats?


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