People want love, but they donโt want to loveโฆ
They want affection, but canโt even give you attention
They are looking for anything that isnโt a genuine connection
They brag about how many people theyโve been with, like itโs some sort of collection
Unnecessary arguments based on misconception
But when they are lonely at night, they find themselves missing the cuddle sessions
Some fall deep into depression, and they still donโt change their direction
They donโt love based on past experiences and self-deception
A lot of them canโt even express their true expressions
It slowly turns into frustration which leads to aggression
No questions, no confessions
People donโt want to heal, and they turn their anger into a profession
No mental progression, the pain is engraved so heavily, they think the only connection is physical
Itโs like they never learn their lesson, getting back at people becomes an obsession
They completely fake their first impression, anytime they think about love, they feel tension
One heartbreak and they think every loveable soul is an infection
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