Pain

Pain
Pain is what I know
I know I messed up for the last time
I'm afraid you'll want me to go
I don’t blame you, I'm a burden
But every time, you take me in
Why are you like this: so perfect
Perfect
You make my heart hurt
It melts in flirt
Every time you speak, my heart skips a beat
The drums in my ears fleet
The pain in my chest will never leave
But you couldn’t say the same about me
The distance frightens me
I just wanted you to see..
The pain
Hurting you was never what I wanted
Those thoughts keep me haunted
I've asked you too many times
For forgiveness
I don’t expect it anymore
That assumption is poor
I love you
My heart wants nothing more
You're all I need
Need
Your love keeps me sane
Without you I don't know if I could stand living
Depression gets the best of me
But you make everything feel free
Harmless
The touch of you would send me into a long sleep
A lucid dream
If you decide to take your love with you
Ill stand aside
Watching you leave will kill me
But hurting you kills me even more
I'm sorry for
Everything I've done
The way I feel is unbearable
Every breath I take is for you
When I stop, will you cry
My doubts exhaust me
When will it ever let me be
I just want happiness
I feel lost, why do I even exist
You
You make me feel safe
Even from afar
Your words hold a bond around me
You told me to kill myself
And I would but I'm already in hell for it
Remove me and pull me to heaven
Where you stay
What's left to say except
I love you
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