Hurt me, with your love, that, is what you’d been, doing, since the very start (don’t ask “of what”…), and you’d, kept hurting me, repeatedly, and I still, allowed you to…
Hurt me, with your love, that was, what had, happened, what you’d given to me, was NEVER love, for, you didn’t even, have enough love for yourself, how the FUCK (no, don’t pardon me!!!), can you, possibly, love me, huh?
what your love looked like…photo from online…
Hurt me, with your love, but why? Why did your love have to, hurt me so bad? Why did I, allow you, to BREAK me, over, over, over, AND over again? Am I too much of a masochist, to even, realize, that I am, one??? Hurt me, with your love, that, is how it always goes…
Hurt me, with your love, you had, and, there’s, NO way you can, undo what you’d, done to me, it’s, already happened, and, we can, NEVER get the past we’d, lost, back again.
“it’s for your own good!”…said the shadow to the young boy…photo from online…
Hurt me, with your love, there’s, no other way, of interpreting how the love you had given, had, damaged me to, beyond repair. Hurt me, with your love, you can, keep on, hurting me, with that so-called love of yours, I will, NEVER feel anything again, I’m already DEAD, in the feelings “section”, long, long, long, long, L-O-N-G time ago!
Life, the Obstacle Course 