F*** Love.

I might be in love but we can never be together. It's a sick and twisted story really. My parents would never approve of him. We hate each others guts but at the same time- love each other. I think he loves me too. Each time we talk, we fight. I'm a very passionate person and I think he is too. But when I have him, I don't want him. When I don't have him, all I can do is want him. And even though we're so opposite, we're still somewhat alike. I don't know what love is. But I think I might be falling in love. Or have already. I'm not sure. But now we're not talking anymore. I'm tired of this. Help me forget.

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