Why is it that even when I love you and you love me,
I feel anxiety, envy and even anger.
Is not love kind, meek and enduring.
Then what went wrong with us.
I am what love did to me.
The only way to get me myself back is through the one who did me this.
I hate love.
I feel anxiety, envy and even anger.
Is not love kind, meek and enduring.
Then what went wrong with us.
I am what love did to me.
The only way to get me myself back is through the one who did me this.
I hate love.
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