Why does love hurt?

I don’t smoke cigarettes
But you’re making me wanna smoke on the Camel cigarettes
to burn you with the fire
Since you take your knife and push it into my already black and blue heart
when my neck should be black and blue
Why do you like to hurt
with your ignorance?

I couldn’t keep our love on the down-low anymore

I told people how you hurt me
Then I hurt you
Then you keep hurting me
Terrible.. just terrible

They ask why do I keep going back to you?
I have no idea why
No clue whatsoever
There is something wrong mentally in my mind

I'm trying to be ok being alone here
I dunno whats going on
I just wanna be with you
But you clearly don’t give a french
So why should I?

Why do I care so much about you,
if you hurt me more than you love me?
Why cannot let go?
Every minute a thought of you appears in my head
Get off my mind
Seeing pictures of you makes me stare into your selfish soul

Why do I even bother with life anymore?
I bought a case for my cellphone
so it would protect against my tears
Since it pours on my empty bed
just waiting for you to come over
To just text me back once or call

I wanna bang my head up against the wall
it would help lose calories

My pain increases
in my stomach

When I think of leaving you
or you leaving me again

Because your handsome green eyes
Tells me everything is fine
When I know in reality its not
But touching my hands through your brown hair makes my heart flutter

My heart beats so fast with pain
you will be the cause of my heart attack
I am in love with you
and have no idea why

The days grow longer
as we get elder
I keep going back to you
like I need you
Why do I keep loving you when you hurt me like this?

Reviews

[~Lizzy♬]

I can see that you poured your emotions into this poem. The guy who you're talking about in this poem might have you in his trance, but I know you can cure it. You are strong and can get into your own love life again. I wish you luck and love!

~Lizzard~

[Coyote Poetry]

"Pain and love is heartbeat apart." Some wise old music man said that. Most of us want what we shouldn't have. Your words are what love is. A twisted emotion that allow us to suffer in the mist of love. A very strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Ashley]

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