Band-Aids

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Damn you for trying your hardest to harm the heart that I had begged to belong to you.

Your games tear at me more and more

And I'm left with open bandages and outstretched arms

Still waiting foolishly waiting for the day the you hurt me one last time.

I know who you'll run to when the rest burns down.

I am the most help your worn out heart could hope to find

But it isn't my place to tell you so.

"Why do you do this to yourself?"

"At least you know what to expect"

Everyone has something different to say, 

But the they all mean the same thing.

They don't get it

It's not the love that I want

Not the attention

The pain

The heartache.

I don't want any of that,

I only want you and all of my being is so blinded by you.

Can't see two feet in front of myself,

Not sleeping,

Can't eat.

Do you really think this is what I want?

You are poisonous

But I am determined to be just the antidote you need.

"This time it's different"

I'll pretend that's not the hundreth time I've muttered those lies.

We all know it won't be the last,

But I hope to find love within my optimism. 

I hope to find you and I

In a very well deserved happily ever after. 

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