Love is just an image that we create to hide all the sorrow all the pain behind some fake feelings we pretend so powerfully that we believe it's true.
Don't get me wrong it's a feeling of self completion and happiness but,
Doesn't it hurt when you start seeing how it's not what you thought it was gonna be?
How all the beautiful things you imagined and plans just drift away?
When you've been tricked by your own head so many times you think there is nobody to be the one for you.
I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate itI hate it I hate it I hate itI hate it I hate it I hate it I hate me I hate me I hate me I hate me I hate me.
