I could love you with every ounce of my being and it still wouldn't be enough. Of course, it would be enough for you, because you love me just as you love when your favorite song comes on the radio. But the strength of my feelings for you could never be enough for myself. You see, it's not because I am scared of you hurting me, I know that you never would. But he did. He shot a bullet straight through me, and now you have to treat the wound, my love. Cut, suture, close.
↠sp // bandaids don't fix bullet holes
