There is this guy that i know.
As you know i like him.
I dont like him.
I love him.
Even though he hurt me.
I still love him.
I wish he could see the way i feel.
This guy well probaly still hurt me.
But I still love him.
This guy well hurt me even more then I hurt myself.
This guy well hurt me more.
This guy i love him.
but with the hiting and the punching i still love him.
with all the yelling and screaming i still love him.
from the bottom of my broken hart i still love him.