You don't do no one like that, you don't leave someone you love, Love is a hard thing, and I don't know how to tell you without you blocking and cussing me out because you messed up.
Getting love in different way's finding myself lost in a maze, love hurts maybe love is strange in different ways from different people that you love the deeper you love
someone the more it hurts you or hunts you the more you carry so much weight on your shoulders for someone they end up crossing you.