They say love is like magic...but isnt magic just an illusion?

The sad thing is, even now, if you asked me to jump, i'd still ask how high...

Theres irony, in that love and hate take the same energy...

I long for just one hello, but don't have the guts to answer.

I changed my very identity for you, then you told me you didn't know me anymore and walked away.

I wish when i was alone i didnt feel lonely, i wish your kiss wasnt as sweet, i ache in places i didn't know i could feel, all for something i never knew could be real.

I tell them i've moved past you, onwards with my life, when inside im still that girl, you left crying, broken in the corner on that summer night.

Theres blood trickling down my arm...yet i don't feel a thing.

They say hate is only a shade away from love, and that it takes the same amount of emotion, today, i started to believe them.

I just need a reason. One.