Beautiful Misery

I can’t stand talking to you
Because, at the end of the day, it leaves me bent and bruised
I know I love you and will never leave
You know it too, and continue to use it against me
A love-hate relationship doesn’t begin to explain my confusion
Never have I stuck with my “final” conclusion
You lead me on then shoot me down
You come into my life then walk back out
I still continue to think you’re perfect, so please
Put me out of this beautiful misery





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