Killer

Love is like a beautiful blade, its only dangerous in the wrong hands.

And your hands were drenched with blood.

Yet I stayed.

I stayed for you daggers of abuse and hatred, I watched as you gave your love to everyone..but me.

Not that I cared, it hurt yes but the wound losing of you would kill me. Despite the fact I knew I hadn't truly smiled in months, being with you was draining because I knew your sweet words were as empty and as broken as a shattered cup.

I want you to love me and ill stay here until you do, through all the pain and worry and panic all the anger and hatred i feel, i will stay here for you. For us.

Don't ignore me.

Love me.

Please.

I'm begging you.

Just love me....