When I think of chaos, my mind runs to you

This is hell yet you find it charming

You were always so cruel to me.

You never opened your arms to me, not even planted a kiss on my head.

I was always hoping for a change of affection but it was never delivered.

I wanted to love you , but you broke me too many times.

Accepting the fact you didn't truly love me, killed me.

You walk around defensive

It was never your fault, huh?

You ever thought about apologizing or did you only know how to victimize every situation?