Oh, the words-they burn so deep...

I love you.
Simple, I know....
Yet never the less painful
Cruel
and full of deception.

i love you...
Those words make the most intersting mix
of hurt and hope
that it has been both my pleasure
and misfortune
to know.

I love you...
dont say that to me.
I wont accept it.
Please dont care about me...
for it is the people you care about which hurt you the most.

I love you...
And I simply won't accept hurting you.
Or you hurting me.
I'd rather leave now, and comtemplate what could\'ve been
Then sit with a heavy heart knowing..
We've killed each other
Love..
its never been a knife
Its only been the wound.