It hurts when I think of you. It hurts when I don’t.
It hurts to find out things about you. It hurts to not know.
It hurts when I see you. It hurts when I miss you.
It hurts when you look at me. It hurts when you look at others.
It hurts to give in. It hurts to ignore.
You just hurt me no matter what it is that you do, and I can’t explain why.
It hurts to have fallen so deeply into confusion.
