Loving also saves us from the everyday.
\nSometimes we need it.
\nI looked for you. I wanted to want.
\nI was filled with you.
\nI gave you insomnia and you slept.<\/p>\n
\u201cIn falling in love we choose our doom.\u201d<\/p>\n
I'm sure I asked for it.
\nI was dying to feel something again.
\nI wanted to feel something, something more.<\/p>\n
You showed up and your physique attracted me so much that I knew.
\nI wanted to latch on to it.
\nI put you in my head with punctual exercises where fantasies were the engine.<\/p>\n
Your face was beautiful, but your intentions were not.
\nI don't blame you either... (or I don't know).<\/p>\n
But I wanted you with me, even though I bought the story myself.
\nI caused the emotional ups and downs.
\nTalking to you, just interacting, became the highlight of my day.<\/p>\n
And it wouldn't get you out of your mind, it relived that moment over and over again.<\/p>\n
I loved living in that fantasy, I just wanted to enjoy feeling something so strong for someone again.<\/p>\n
Although of course it's a joke, it's ridiculously tiring.
\nYou put all your energy into it... into someone else.<\/p>\n
It is not worth it.<\/p>\n
Honey, I was so blinded by you, disconnected from me.<\/p>\n
I want to stop hating.
\nLet go of hatred that does not belong to you because it translates into enmity to myself.<\/p>\n
I let you go, but I don't feel sorry for you, you bastard.
\nI let you go, but the important thing is to heal for having emptied myself.
\nI am to blame for having wasted my time with someone who was not indispensable to him.<\/p>\n
I want to stop hating.
\nThey are not written for you. I am filled with love and letters for me.<\/p>\n