for the both of us

suicidal love

          

I used to think of ways to kill myself;

But when I met you I stopped.

That blade I always use to hold,

Now I always leave to drop.

But loving you made me realize;

That nothing could ever kill me more,

Than seeing you with another girl,

Someone that you adore.

I didn't want to love you anymore,

For it could only hurt me so much;

But I always end up running back to you,

Falling for every single touch.

But loving you had broken me,

And I wasn't yours to fix;

Nothing ever mattered to you,

Even those times you'd kiss me with your lips.

I used to think of ways to kill myself,

And now I realize that I still do;

Because ever since our souls met,

All I ever think about is how I could love you.