I love you one second..
I leave you the next…
I adore you for an hour…
Then put you through endless tests…
How I wish I could stop these automatic reactions…
But it’s easier if every moment becomes a simple transaction…
Then I don’t have to ever feel…
And I could convince myself none of this is real…
Love is hard when it can break you…
But without it you find other vices to chain yourself to…
I want to pretend I can’t feel a thing…
Then I wouldn’t shatter again from the pain you always bring…
Tell me this is love…
So I can live the lie…
And the next morning…
We’ll both forget the ways the heart slowly begins to die…