Love without love is sex.
Life without life is depression.
Hate without hate is jealousy.
Death without death is mourning.
What's the deal with me?
What's is my problem?
I hate myself for many reasons.
For letting myself fall in love.
For letting myself get carried away by some girl.
For letting her in my heart.
For letting her tear me apart.
Why did I do this?
Why did it happen?
Well it just did...
I couldn't stop it.
My destiny was already laid out...
she just wasn't part of it...
Well not yet.
I guess I must live with this pain...
With this hurt;
With this bothersome feeling.
I feel regret.
I feel love.
I feel like I'm going to fall apart.
I want to p
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