Loving You.. Is A Masochistic Thing To Do.

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Loving you is like walking on eggshells..

I never know what will set you off next..



Loving you is like dodging bullets..

I've taken many in the heart.



Loving you is like perpetually jumping into a paper shredder..

I am continuously torn apart..



Loving you is like taking a test every single day..

And always flunking..



Loving you is a neverending barrage of criticisms..



It's like playing a game, and never winning..



I try to hard to impress you..



But I never fail to dissappoint you..



You are forever picking me apart..



Looking for mistakes..



Stripping my confidence until there's nothing left of me..



Why I keep coming back, is beyond me.

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