You want to end it. But you know deep inside your heart, you just wanted to be saved. To make someone notice your pain. And help you. And do their best to take you out of your misery. No matter how brave you might look like. You know, you need help.
Sometimes, what's left to the broken person is the pride. That hid well the pain and the emptiness. The promise you made for yourself that that will ne last time you'll be hurting. It ends that very moment.
You make me feel things I've never felt before. And make me do crazy things I've never done before. Good things and Bad things. I've never heard or seen that both can be done at the same time. I guess "People do crazy things when they're inlove". And people do anything to stop the pain once they're broken.