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The tears in my eyes are only the first indicators of the

fear in my heart. The fear that i will continuously be tortured from your bouncing from my heart to another mans and back to mine playing everyone in your life like a switchboard im just another inlet you plug your switch into. I am weary from the pain and burden of loving you, but i stay for reasons no one but god knows why. I cant leave. When i wake every morning i think of you. When i walk to school i think of you. When i goto work i think of you. When i lay in bed i think of you. Before i take the blades to my skin to rid myself of all other problems in this world i think of you. When i cry myself to sleep i think of you. You distract my day and you haunt my nights. My mind screams get away from her, but my heart begs me to give her another chance. I do nothing. In this one instance, nothing is better than something. Pain is better than fake happiness.