Love.
Loving you is like my head on fire.
Loving you is like losing all my self preservation.
Loving you is like swallowing a whole bottle of pills.
Loving you is like thrusting a knife 237 times into my chest.
Loving you is like broken heart syndrome on a Monday night.
Loving you is like walking around on broken legs.
Loving you is like a migraine so bad you go blind for a minute.
Loving you is like a pain you can’t quite explain.
Loving you is like the release.
To love you, is to love to hurt.
And, fuck, do I love to agonize.