You

You kill me, you hurt me, you make me cry but i still cant help looking in yours eyes.
You sufficate me with everyword and every movement you make, makes me hurt.
You make me wonder why i even try when all i want to do is die.
why did i care at all?
Why everytime i fall?
I feel like you just keep pulling the trigger. One bullets enough i dont even think you shouldve considered, 2, 3, 4, or more dont worry im already on the ground.
Youve killed the person i used to be and now its just empty inside of me.
you used to be the one for me, when i was innocent and clean.
Youre eight words stabbed me manytimes everytime i went to think about it i cried.
I dont cry anymore, i wont cry anymore.


But one things for sure.
I still love you.