I See The Real You.

Heartbreak may be the most horrible thing possible. I hate how you can play me so easily. I see how you are, only I can't make myself see it. If that makes any sense whatsoever. Probably not, I might have just lost my mind. Anyways. Love sucks. Only, it's the most wonderful thing in this world. I can't not say I love you, because I do... I do, but I don't want you to know that. I don't want you to have power over me. You make it so hard, though. You're always around. You're always trying to pull me back in. Always saying you love me, that you'll never do it again..over and over again. The depth of your eyes full of all the memories we shared, another trick that I fall for. How do I tell myself you're no good. How do I send that message from my brain to my heart.. reaching out to you -never again to the one you were before. I love you. I don't want this. Never again. Never to hurt again, #1 on my list. Only, without you.. i'm hurting just as much. What is this thing called love? And why can I not turn it off?