I wish you could understand that even for me I can feel pain. I wish you could understand that true love isn't first love and that love isn't painless. I know that I love you and I've told you that. I've loved you all this time. But you hurt me too. By the things you do and the things you say. Do you trust me? Do you listen to what I say? Or is it just for show? Is it all fake? Don't you understand that you're hurting me too? Don't you know how it feels for when I hear you say another has stolen your kiss from me? Or even perhaps your love? I wish you knew how I felt. How torn I feel. How betrayed and worthless you've made me feel. Not just you but others too. But for those in particular, I fight for you and stay with you despite the pain you awoke within me. Don't you see? It's killing me to love you
