When I say i'm bruised, you ask 'how deep?',
I've been up for hours, while searching for sleep,
I hate my heart, for loving you so,
I hate missing you, & i hate that you know...

Somehow, somewhere, you lay indifferent,
And I wish I could will, your heart to repent,
Yet there you remain, with nothing to lose,
While I pen down my pain, with you as my muse...

You make me suicidal, and i fear to die,
Yet amidst all the pain, I could still not say bye,
I'm addicted to you, & you are beautiful, And beauty felt good, till you showed me evil...

Still my heart loves, for I give and you take...
Still my heart loves, but one step from heartbreak...

don't worry op, its just a visitor and it will soon go

you re going to enjoy the memory anyway

that I do doubt... this ain't temporary