I hate being wrong,
but I’m never right.
I’m usually the one
who starts all of our fights.
I think I love you,
but its hard to show.
Attachment disorder,
but you already know.
You’re heart wasn’t mine,
but I came in for the steal.
Now,it’s hard to tell whats fake,
and even harder to tell what’s real.
I want to change for you,
but I don’t know where to start.
I know I’m acting dumb,
but love is never smart.
So,I’m telling you now:
You’re the one I love,
And I won’t stop,
until my soul is above.

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