lover i don't have to love

You write such pretty words
But life's no story book
Love's an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt
Do you like to hurt?
I do I do
Then hurt me
(bright eyes)

i know we're both afraid. i would soothe your fears if i wasn't so paralysed by my own. i wish i could tell you that i would never hurt you, but i can't. such promises are broken far easier than they're made.

is it better not to try? is it better to let it fade? should we just go on like this, without emotion, and let the possibility of love just go by? should we abandon our dreams, built on silly fairytales? should we just admit that they were all lies? or should we confront our demons? should we take that risk?

what would be the point, if we did? do we really want to go any further, what purpose would it serve? we would only end in tears and pain. that is inevitable.

perhaps its just better to walk away.

there usually isn't much to gain.

it wouldn't ever have been worth it, anyway.