If you can look in my eyes and tell me that we'll be alright, if you promise never to leave, you just might make me believe.

Why is it that you can write me pretty words and whisper I love you in your dreams and then hurt me beyond words the next week?

I keep saying that I don't deserve this but it won't change.

You find me when I'm close to the bottom and you just dig me in deeper. Do you care that I'm home crying? I'd give anything for you, but I can't sacrifice myself.

Could this hurt be the end?