Love is cliché, but it's rare, it's special. Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, but trusting them not to, and forgiving them if they do. It'll make you feel invincible and amazing, it's a drug and I'm addicted, and I'm overdosing, I want you to be my rehab, but the irony is, I need you, to get over you, but that's not how it works is it? If I truly did love you wouldn't I stay away, so I don't do anything stupid, or is it that I love you to much to stay away. Love is difficult, it isn't fun, and it hurts, but I'll take the pain, and I'll be here, I'll be here when you need me, because I love you.
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Short and Sweet
Historia CortaShort and Sweet, Just Like You, That's How I'll Write These.
