You are my Ecstasy

You are my Ecstasy

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I'm in love with someone who'll never love me the way I love her... do you know how that feels to give someone your all and not get it back to be so deep in a hole to where you can't climb out.. to leave a piece of yourself into someone everyday which causes you're emptiness .. No matter what you do you're back with HER No matter what you say you're back with HER No matter how hard you try you're fucking back with HER and you think why? Why do I do this to myself why do I set myself up to be hurt why do I put myself in the same situation over and over knowing the ending result? Well it's because I'm in love with someone who'll never love me the way I love her and her not loving me makes me yearn for her affection all the time it's a Toxic kind of love
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