haha it didn't take 5 years and I am the only one laughing. Although he laughs, I think pretty cruelly, at his current circumstances. No matter how many times I tell him it is cruel.
I let you break me over and over again, isn't that what love is? Me trusting enough to love you and you killing me slowly...
But I say nothing as usual. Ill bite my tongue again and let you have what you want even though it's not me.
and we hope to never love with the same love cause what a shame that would be; to experience the same thing more than once is to die: to be stagnant is to die. but what a wonderful thing to love again.