Somehow i thought if i loved you enough and if i was good enough to you, that you would love me back and i could finally get what i want for once. But i couldnt even do that and after all my efforts you still cant seem to love me like i love you..
It would’ve been different if I’d never seen what’s beneath you, if I never heard the things you think about, if I never saw your pain. I saw every crooked corner of your mind and I kissed it better but for me, you’d never do the same.
