at this point,

i’m fairly sure i love you & hate you,

hate to love you, love to hate you.

& it’s a delicate situation because

more than anything i love you.

& this is so predictable because

we all know that it’s the impact

(after the fall) that kills the girl.

& it’s so pathetic because i knew

it was going to go out this way.

you’re apparently a good liar,

but nobody can fake love my dear.

remember that.

this loss of breath,

stop my heartbeat,

love and lust and back again

sense of

i fuckin hate you for this



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