Why do I do this?
I know what will happen.
I know it makes me sad.
But I can't help it.
I keep reading.
Is it because,
This is the only way I can explain the monstrosity in my mind?
I use others words,
No matter the consequences.
No matter the tears.
The heart ache,
The pain.
I use them.
Because without them,
I am lost?
Or is it because,
I think I deserve it.
I deserve the tears,
The heart ache,
The pain.
I guess we will never know,
Will we?
-S.R.H
