When I think of you
I think of us, when I think of us
I think of disgust
You make me hurl
Yet you make me twirl
It's an endless cycle of one-sided love
Through all the sorrow you've me drug me threw
I still find myself running back to you

When young children die
There shadows still play
It might not be true
I would like it that way.
Dancing,smiling
Under the Suns ray
carrying their  names
In a fine eternity play.
shadows still do exist
In the darkness of a blink
It might not be true
It's still lovely to think

Do you ever think about the boy who loved you with his whole heart?
Do you ever think about the boy who let you turn him into a monster?
Do you ever think about the time when you yelled at me for getting my hair cut?
It was over skype, while you were on vacation with your family
I wore a hat for three days to try and hide it from you because I knew you'd be mad.
Do you ever think about the time you told me I was selfish in bed?
Do you ever think about the time you told me I made you feel like **** because you were a grade above me but we were taking the same biology class?
Because I quit taking science classes that year
And recently I took one again for the first time since we broke up and I realized that I'm good at it and I like it, but there's no time for me to catch up enough to study it in college.
Do you ever think about all the times I tried to get my emotions out on paper and how you either laughed at the improbability or told me it was disgusting?
Do you ever think about how you told me to stay in the closet so that your parents wouldn't be upset?
Do you ever think about the night when you called me a monster and screamed on the floor of my bedroom, beneath my desk?
Do you remember how I held you for hours on the floor, even as you clawed at my arms and legs?
Do you ever think about how you taught me that love was giving up everything, becoming some guy I never was, to make somebody else happy?
Do you ever think about how that could have ****** me up?
Do you ever think about how we had *** every time we were alone together but you never once kissed me?
Do you ever think about how you couldn't tell me you loved me unless you called me Chauncey?
Do you ever think about what you did to me?
Because I do.
Oh my God, I do.

You've fed my desires, but this hurts too much. With every thought of you; my heart slowly blackens.
It was just supposed to be physical and my biggest mistake was feeling more for you than you'd ever be willing to feel for me.
I don't know how it happened, but I fell for you - hard. I love your laugh, your smile, and your unexplainable talent to get on my nerves. I worry about you too, you know?
Every time I'm not with you, hoping you're okay; because I care.
I wish I didn't, believe me - it would make things so much easier. But unfortunately that's not the situation I face.
I just want to be there for you and see you get everything you could ever want in life - even if that doesn't include me.

Why am I so in love with the wounded?

Is that you...
Is that you too?
Do you know how I feel?

Please reply.

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