Thank you for the torture

I’m at peace now So thank you for the torture Now I’ve found out How weak I can be And how strong I am And that I will always love you No matter what

Arabella

How can you protect a girl who willingly accepts ill intent, and would let you break her heart, just so she knew how much you could have loved her?   How can you knowingly destroy the day, knowing it longs for the night?   You just do. You just did.