I have no right to feel the way I feel about you.
And I hate that I can’t control it. I hate that no matter how many times my heart has been broken, I’m still coming back for more. More heartache. More torture. More pain.
The more time I spend with you, the more I know it’s never going to change. The cycle is never going to stop.
So who am I more angry at? You for pulling me into the cycle… or myself for not wanting to leave. Fuck.