Helpless mosochistic love
There's this pain hidden deep inside, consuming,
always eating away at my core.
I've tried to hide it from you, but I've forgotten how to
At a glance, I see you,moving on,
I envy you this, because it seems I've forgotten how to
have such feelings.
Our eyes meet, and I feel like this bleeding heart has
met its end, but on I must go,
in danger of fading forever-
with nothing to call my own.