I LOVE THE HURT

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People say love hurts but I'm sure they speak hypothetically without any real idea of what hurting feels like.
Loving someone who loves you but wouldn't want to be with you. Who tells you that you are better apart than together.
Wait a minute, am i talking in the third person tense while talking to u? Gosh! You see how crazy you've made me?
You walk towards me caressing my senses and then walk away just close enough to leave my body wanting.
In all our fight you always win even when I'm right. Yet I have to bend foolishly being the idiot who get screwed over.
You tell me that you love me and then grab a real gun saying let's play kill the thief.
I wonder why I play the thief when you stole my heart and ran away with it.
You say it disgust you but you never throw it away. You keep me as your trophy well framed on your wall.
I know this is all a game to you and you are the master with the highest score yet I stay just to get played consoling myself saying; at least, I'm your favourite toy.
I know we are at the wake of destruction, it's no wonder that I'd rather stay asleep in this hallucinations that we are in love.
I know this pain I feel kills but I'd rather feel pain than to not feel at all. Even if the love story of the lion and the sheep ends sour at least the sheep ends in the lion even if its not with it.
I'm wide awake but anyone who says my love for you is just a sad dream should know that they aren't real too because they are in it.
I know what it feels to hurt but I also know what it feels to feel, so I have something no one has.
You tell me to go away and listen to them but I only hear tell them to go away and listen to me.
You say I'm out of my mind, how can that be when my mind was the one inside me.
I am crazy and nutt but that's two thing every hollywood star can boast of in excess. It's no wonder they say they are living the dream.
You run far from me and I'd follow you like a lost puppy. I guess always bending for you finally paid off.
I don't care if you say you can't be with me, I love you and I love the way it hurt.

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