Pain

Is this the calm before the storm? Or maybe I don't care like I did once before. If that's the case why am I sitting outside your front door? I mean, I already know that you're lying. And I'm trying to keep from crying, but deep down inside I'm dying. What's the point of it all? You're never going to change. I'm starting to believe that I inflicted this pain. This is becoming so hard to maintain. This love for you that you never gained. This love that you don't deserve. I need to put it back on reserve. -L' Mo