We call ourselves lovers,
but all we do is cause pain within each other's hearts.
We show the hurt in our words and our eyes to one another; we call this trust.
Only, when we do this, we just show how imperfect our lover is, because nothing they do will ever take away the pain.
They could trace their lips upon my sweet blushed skin and whisper the sweetest nothings to make my heart stop and race,
but they will never take away the crippling depression I face every night, when the mind is m