I feel it. I feel it in my legs. I feel it in my hands. I feel it in my blood. I feel it in my heart. It hurts. Man it hurts like hell. For some reason I can't turn it off I can't make it stop. I don't want to care more then anything in this world. Its killing me to love you, but for some reason I can't force myself to burn my feelings. It's hard missing you every second of everyday.
I want you so bad it's ripping my heart and brain apart. Waking up hurts. Living hurts. and I don't forget. I make sure that i don't forget, I keep reminding myself why I fell for you the first place. I am sleeping with the memories and you have deleted them off the back of your eyelids. You act like they are nothing when they're the only thing that keeps the lub dub of my heart going.
The semi there pictures that keep me hopeful that maybe one day you will click undo and they will reappear and you will come back and I will have no other choice then you let you slink back into the hole you created in my heart.
But until then.. I will feel it. I will feel it in my legs, I will feel it in my hands, I will feel it in my blood, I will feel it in my heart, and it will hurt, man it will hurt like hell...
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I have had the same feeling. Being stuck in love isnt fun.
ReplyDelete"Waking up hurts." I can relate to this. And I'm not talking about the waking up that affects 35-year-olds. I'm talking about the waking up that affects people in love. Broken love. Unrequited love.
ReplyDeleteSing it.