Living Without Love

Now I find I can't live without love. Why?

In the past, everyone who said they "loved me" wasn't true.

And because of that, I acted like I didn't care.

Didn't care about how it would affect me, didn't care about why they never did.

Bottling up my emotions was something that was so easy, so secure.

Keeping them inside me was a way of not thinking about what the consequeces would be.

And after all these years, I finally realized that I can never live without love.

Love is something that I have avoided because of the things that people have said to me.

And not having emotions is something I don't want anymore.

Living without love is something I cannot do anymore.