Why? Why do we fall in love with the people we can’t have? Why do we spend our whole lives searching for the one when they might never exist? Why do we do all this stupid stuff to ourselves, so everyone will like us? Why do we even try? Why? How?
How do we let ourselves ruin other people’s lives? How do we choose the ones who we know will break our hearts? How do we even live on this planet with all this crap? How do we even survive? How? What? What will we do when the person we love breaks us? What will we do when we find the one, but they already found their one? What do we do when someone hurts themselves or someone else for what we did? What do we do when we don’t want to live? What? Who? Who do we call when we can’t make it? Who do we tell that we’re done with all this? Who do we tell we’re sorry to, if we need to apologize to everyone? Who do we talk to when we want to end it? Who? Where? Where do we go when we break? Where do we go when no one wants us? Where do we go when the people we hurt, hurts us back? Where do we go when we want to end it? Where? When? When does the pain stop? When do we get over the one who didn’t want us? When do we forget no one wants us? When do we forget that the people we hurt, want us dead? When do we finally get to end it all? When? Comments are closed.
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