When I think about you My heart hurts A lot. The pain I feel when I think about you Is addicting I want to be in pain Because it means I know you I'm so

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When I think about you
My heart hurts
A lot.
The pain I feel when I think about you
Is addicting
I want to be in pain
Because it means I know you
I’m so stupid
Naive
But do you think I’m beautiful?
Am I too young for you?
Are we too different?
Do I excite you?
Am I interesting?
Do you love me?
Like I love you?
You couldn’t possibly
And that’s what hurts so much
I love you
And think about you
And you know me
And that is all.
If you knew
How many times I’ve cried.
That it was more than what you knew
That I didn’t cry that day because I was leaving
I cried that day
Because I couldn’t tell you.
Because even when I did
You didn’t listen.
How careless you’ve been with me
With my feelings
How you looked me in my teary eyes
And told me you were using me
That you play this stupid.
When you’ve known all this time
The complete and total wreck you’ve made me
You use me
I let you
Still trying to be “the cool girl”
Still trying to be “the one”
If any of that was true
I wouldn’t need to try
It would be
But I run around in little circles
Like a cat
Chasing a feather on a string
How amused you must be
To have me so hooked
Wailing outside your door for attention.
Let me in.
Please let me in.
Love me.
I want you
Your body
Your mind
Your attention
Your love
And most of all
I want to hate you.
I want to escape this
But it feels like
I never will…
You don’t love me
You don’t love me
You don’t love me
You don’t love me
You don’t love me
You don’t love me
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You don’t love me
You don’t love me
You don’t love me
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You don’t love me

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