\\\"People say that Love is giving someone the ability to destroy you, but trusting them not to.
If you really love me tell me what I want to hear, but those other words are what I fear.
If you really love me, would you stand by my side?
Would you care for me? Be there for me? Be there when I cry?
Don\\\'t tell me you love me when you have someone else on your mind.
Don\\\'t tell me you want me when you have someone else by your side.
I really don\\\'t wanna hear it, because you\\\'ll break my heart.
Don\\\'t try to fix what is broken. Don\\\'t even start.
If you didn\\\'t notice...I\\\'m In love with you.\\\"My heart is all black and blue from all the abuse it has been through. No more abuse, no more shame, all because my love for you isnt a game...i\\\'m tired of all your lies, and all the crap you say. As i leave my love for you behind, my heart is screaming YAY...yay for no more abuse, no more pain, and no more sorrow....now my heart can heal...but it wont be healed by tomorrow. How could i have been so blind to see...how much loving you was hurting me? I dont care anymore beacuse i am free...free from all the pain, that your love has caused me.
Love is heart that can become a broken puzzle if torn apart. Love is a dagger forced into a poor lonely soul that can break you or make you whole. Love is a game, shame, lame and a name. Love is a new life and a knife. Love can be like death, it can give or take your breath. Love is a saddness, a sorrow. Love is a new day tomorrow.Love is destressing, depressing and obsessing. Love is glory and a never ending story. Love is a flower that can be weak or be a power. Love is appealing, a feeling and can be hurtful or healing. Love is a fire, a burning desire and can be a dirty lier. Love is a killer and a thriller. Love is a pill that messes with will. Love is a flowing river that makes you cold, makes you quiver. Love is a new door that can be empty or can be more. Love is a passage way, a new beginning, a bran new day. Love is the colors black and blue frome the bruises from the old that still look new. Love is a book, a new way to look. Love is pain that can be lost or can gain. Love is apart of you and me and thats the way it will always be.
