I Have This Bad Habit

I have this bad habit of getting close to people and thinking that their always going to be by myside; but eventually they always leave.

I have this bad habit of loving people a little too much, when they don’t even love me back; and when they leave me my heart feels like someone threw it from the sky.

I have this bad habit of caring for people, when they don’t even care about me at all. Perhaps, if they saw through my eyes they’ll see the scars I have deep down inside.

I’m tired. I’m tired. I’m tired. I wish feelings didn’t exist. why do feelings exist anyways? I always fall for everything and let it destroy me. It’s my fault after all, but I still have hope that one day I find a person that shares the same bad habits as me.