i spent 3 years chasing a girl i actually hated
because she had freckles in all the right places
i wanted her so fucking badly
i didnt even stop to think why
what are my intentions?
i want you to be mine
stop running
i just want to destroy you
you're so beautiful i want to absorb you
because i am hollow and you are full
your light fills my void and without you i'm dull
i don't know how to be alone
so i chase what i can't have
and in turn i'm miserable
and my desires rule my world
you did nothing wrong
except that time you said that you loved me
at the time it felt like the happiest i ever was
the illusion of control
until you cut me off
to be with that guy tony
who seemed so clearly better for you
i couldn't say, i don't know him.
though your intentions weren't bad
you helped me destroy me
and though i hated you for it
i really deserved it
and the day i learned that i was actually hateful
was the day that i realized i should have been thankful