This heart won’t stop aching.
I want to run to you with all my problems but I don’t, because I know you got enough of your own.
If I’m not a priority then why act like you care?
I’ll pick you and you pick me.
I thought I was in control by not replying to you. But it seems like you control me without knowing it.
I can’t stand this. I can’t stand hurting over you. I can’t stand trying so hard.
Love is bittersweet….
I can’t stop crying. I’ve given him an ultimatum for the millionth time.
You was my heaven, when did you become hell?
My soul is tired…