It hurts to love you.
Everytime I think of you, my hearts aches cause you're not mine.
When I breathe, my chest feels heavy because I miss you so much.
I'm dying cause this delicate heart of mine is not loved in return.
My heart has started to crumble, my soul dissipating into thin air.
Even so, I choose to love you than to not love anyone at all.
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