natlwilson
It has never stopped. There's no end to this love. But maybe there is. And if that is true, when? When will the pain end?
I fell in love with you from the minute I first saw you, but how do I get back up? How do I recover when all this time I drank you like the cure, when maybe you were the poison. You have thrown me around and picked me up over and over again, but what now? You ruined me. And you know what, I still love you. My heart belongs to you. My broken, demolished, frayed heart. And it may just be me, but what happened to us, to our story...it's unfinished.