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I hate that I need constant reassurance that you actually like me. I hate that I always feel like a burden. I hate that I say stupid things. I hate that I can’t take them back. I hate that I hate myself. But I love that you don’t hate me.
I can safely say that I don’t hate you too
You help me see the world in color.
Before, it was all black and white
Misery is knowing that I'm always going to be your second choice. Because there is always someone better than me.
It's fine since I'm used to it now
I still fake my smiles, but around you I feel as if I don’t need to.
My wounds start to heal around you
How do you love someone who won’t love you back? Easy. You suffer in silence and pray for something to stop the pain. Whether or not it is the person you love is completely up to circumstance. But I can’t say I’d take love from someone else over the bullet to heart that you so easily gave to me.
From the bottom of my (not yet dead) heart