The Entrapment
Love is an entrapment, your heart willingly ensnared; you long to be with the one who causes you more pain than you can bear. Pins and needles you would suffer, if only to distract from the pain; hoping against hope that it is not all in vain. In the end you bleed out, there is nothing left to give, only the hope the other loves you as long as you both live.
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