Easier5sos Stories

I hate how much I need your touch, even when it burns. You break me down with every word- and still, my heart returns. You leave, I cry, you come, I fold- a loop I can't outrun. You hurt me more than anyone... but feel like you're the one. I know this isn't love, not quite- it's fire wrapped in lace. But even pain can feel like home when it wears your face.