“Why do I have to run into people like you; that gives me hope, that shows me something different and holds my every dream in their hands and then crushes them like ants under their shoes… Why do I have to meet people like you; that sees me - the real me, that tells me beautiful lies, drops me after a while and watches me drown… Why do I have to fall for people like you; that makes me feel like I’m worth something, that speaks directly to my soul but when I give them one piece of it they run away… Why do I keep to fall for people like you; that plays with my feelings unknowingly and makes me feel so fucking stupid…”
— @celtic-poetry













