It's like every time I'm standing on the edge, they always find a way to pull me back... When will they give up and just let me fall?
You know how I feel, and yet, you continue to torture me like this. Why? You know that even looking at you hurts me, and yet you force me. You drop hints that you may like me too. And yet you do this to me. Why?
Lover of Sadness
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