"3 Step Letter"
It starts with denial
Nahh man she still loves me
She still cares abt me I know it
I can still see that twinkle in her eye like I use to..
that one where she looks and smiles as if her smile were slowly stabbing Cupids arrow right into your heart
You start questioning the obvious and doubting the determined to the point where youre breaking yourself down mentally
Yea love hurts
Then comes anger
Mann forget her
I don't need her, she never cared abt me any way she'll never love me like she said she did
Your punching in walls and digging your nails into your palms till you bleed through clenched fists
Yeah, love hurts
I mean why else do roses have thorns
Why else does Love push you to that point past suicide..
that point where you go from wanting to kill yourself to keeping yourself a live just to torture yourself to the brink of insanity
Why does love make you feel so..
stupid
Why does love keep makin me go back to you just to have you slap me with your sarcasm
Beat me with your problems
And lacerate my heart with your lies like I..don't have feelings
But let me tell you something
Sometimes I cry
I cry because my heart has reached its maximum capacity for pain
I cry because my eyelids get tired of being the levy to my eyes who want to release this hurricane of sorrows that have stirred upon my heart..
But to be straight up
I cry..because I'm hurt..
But YOU will never see it
Because according to society..
I'm supposed to be strong
I'm supposed to provide
I'm supposed to be the "backbone"
But what happens when I need someone to provide love for me?
What happens when I'm weak and I need someone to be strong for me
What happens when I can't be the back bone kuz Im too busy getting back, stabbed
And it took me a while,
But i finally realized why i kept coming back..
It's not the fact that I'm in love with you..but I'm in love..with love
But that's alright..
Because then comes peace
Then, I wake up in the morning
Wash my face brush my teeth
Go to my dresser
And I Pick up that smile
Dust it off and wear it like a champion kuz I refuse to let you see me down
I refuse to let you beat me in this game I so helplessly played
I refuse to admit defeat because I was born a winner
And i refuse to let you label me weak
I am NOT WEAK
I am just another victim of heartbreak
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