i would rather be a.l.o.n.e than h.u.r.t like this

sweetlove, haven't you heard?

through flaws and all,

i want to be with you,

all day and all night.

sweetlove, haven't you notice?

i keep breathing because of you,

because you are my oxy,

i sleep,

because you are my sweet dreams.

sweetlove, haven't you see?

i put my heart into my palm,

bloodily,

and handed it to you,

perhaps you can handle it more gracefully.

because you drop it,

so many times.

sweetlove, can i stop?

loving you too much,

wanting you too bad,

holding you too tight.

because i would rather be alone than being hurt like this.