there's nothing romantic about not being able to let go
it's senseless torture and my palms burn from the ropes

rereading messages that they sent years ago
ruminating on a bloody past yet still holding out hope

that the ghost of us haunts your mind
and makes you reflect in the good times we had

and want to chase that feeling again even though we both know how it goes and the end is so sad

it's not romantic that after what you put me through i still want to be friends

but i chase the intense and we were nothing but magnets

i look for you in every person but i only find good
no one's willing to hurt me the way that you would

come back please
i'm sorry that i let you affect me
and i'm sorry that you still do
i love you and i miss you

isn't it romantic?