Black INK 💓💓💓💓💓

deceitful

We met, we talked, we laughed , you might have gotten use to me but I never did with you because from the first day something in me told me you are not mine and you can never be mine, I should not even think...

You made me feel different, since we met I developed this fear I never had before, fear of wanting what is not meant to be mine.

Anytime your far I miss you so much but I hate myself for missing you, I hate myself for wanting you.

Anytime I am with you I want to cry how desperate I feel close to you, you get my spirit weak and after everything I always feel guilty ,I feel so weak, so bad with myself.. Sorry but you make me hate myself.

I love you so much that it have turned to hatred and bitterness. You are an illusion I need to get you out of my head and my life before you cause more damages.

You are mysterious, you are secretive, you are unpredictable, your eyes look bad, your soul always tell me resist him, leave him, think twice, be patient, observe him well. I didn't not say my mind but your soul.

The negativity that comes out of you don't scare me it make me to love you more, because I love danger but I have to give up on you for the sake of my spirit.

You get it too confuse and weak... Something in me cry for you, wants you to make me yours and don't care about the rest, it want to feel pains for you, feel desperate and weak for you.

But ....i won't allow it to be stronger than me I won't allow it to grow I will kill it and live to get happy later.