I love you,
but I went into this relationship,
or what ever you want to call it,
with a wall up, a barer.
Because I don't want to get hurt again,
my heats been scarred,
from all the heartbreak.
My head messed up,
from all the games.
In my head I know I should leave,
but your mind games are just do good.
I know my hearts going to end up getting broken,
but your touch is just so weakening.
