What is love?
Is it that feeling when your stomach tickles when you hear their name?
Is it that feeling when you feel emotionally attached and can't let their name slip your mind?
How about your eyes that flutter every time you look in his eyes?
But don't you understand, through those eyes is nothing but regret from the past hoping he won't shatter again?
He doesn't want help because he thinks he's a man, but when he goes to sleep with you on the phone he sheds tears the size of the moon, wondering why he's like this.
Did he hurt you? In his world you're nothing but company.
Of course not, your brain think he can physically manipulate your mind with lies like "I'll change."
"I love you." Shes Says. Hoping one day he realizes how much he means to her.
"There's no other girls. It's just so they'll stop messaging me"
I remember the first time I replied to your text, thinking youre nothing but a friend who won't mean much
Because online relationships "never work out".
But don't worry because. I can keep my head held high, while you're drunk or high then sleeping with other girls.
But I'm just another broken girl who tried to help fix you because I am you reflected in a Mirror.
I realized I am not broken, I am being pieced together.
Mending myself around something more positive in life other then loving you.
My soul.
My mind.
And most importantly,
The deep passion that runs through the cracks of my heart. Loving the broken.
