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โณ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต : 973 (without lyrics)
โณ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด : you realise that jack isnโt providing the love you are giving and bring a end to whatever you both have
โณ ๐ข๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ : angsty but the songs message is this !! Enjoy :)
โณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ : nasa
Dangerous love
You're no good for me, darling
Yeah, you turn me away
Like I'm begging for a dollar
Danger, oh, how you hold me
I get a chill inside
And nothing frightens me, baby, oh
Jacks perception to the world was very much big in partying and socialising with lower ranked internet celebrities. Rightfully so, he worked hard and was known all over the woeld for his duo with Jack Johnson. The constant drinking, smoking and nights out made me feel uneasy and make me feel like I wasnโt satisfying him in some way. This usually didnโt hit jack due to his state of mind being encapsulated in that lifestyle.
I was a little apprehensive to say a word to jack especially when intoxicated due to his sober thoughts pouring out and leaving the two of us feeling polar opposite if we were to have it dry in the morning. His friends were sometimes egging jack on and ok, fine but sometimes they would make jacks thoughts manipulated and think of different things like cheating and toxic stuff like that.
I thought to myself that I might as well tell jack how Iโm feeling or this feeling will eat me up inside and end our relationship paired along with his lifestyle and barely visible giving in the relationship. I usually followed my heart but this was blindly seen as my heart was covered in my admiration for jack but for once my brain made me aware of the toxicity I was in.
Is it love when so easily said goodbye?
Is it love when we've given up before we tried?
Is it love when you stole my peace of mind?
Is it love when you cry, and cry and cry?
I woke up and there was jack laying trying to quickly recover from the drinks from the night before. I retrieve my robe and enter the kitchen where the island was and the seats to go along. Entering my daily dose of internet, I spot several candids of jack from last night with several girls and being blatantly drunk out of his face.
The hour or two passes and jack enters the room with his hand rubbing his eye along with his sentence โMornin babyโ in a gravelly voice. I smile at him as the picture made me sick as he retrieve a piece of fruit and sits alongside me. He asks โwhat you lookin at? Trying to tilt his head to be face front to my phone. I look at him aggressively and state โI need to talk with you jackโ. We both readjust our seating and I start โyou need to seriously have a reboot jack cause honestly, the constant going out, with girls and drinking has to stop or this thing we have, is coming to a endโ.
His eyes widen at my previous statement as I continue โthereโs literal evident jack of you with girls and Iโm tired of it. Iโm tired of feeling not good enough for you, of not feeling pretty enough and itโs seriously just fucking me in the headโ. He takes a moment and replies โbaby, you know I love you but sometimes itโs just for the cameras or my friends, why would I cheat on you? With a strong stare into my eyes.
So when you walk out that door
Don't you come back no more
My heart has had enough of the give and take
And as much as I want you to stay
I start โyou know what jack, I canโt even trust you and to be honest, Iโm sick of your lies and Iโm done with you, Iโm done with this thing we have whatever itโs called and I want you out my apartment by tonight or elseโ. He seems shocked and tries to apologise in some way โbaby, you know I love youโ. I make a disgusted face and reply โI donโt think you ever loved me jack, Iโm in your little pawn and Iโm doneโ.
His face was frowned as I continue โyou know, I was better than this. I stooped to your level and that in itself is emabarassing.โ. He walks into to fetch his clothes from the previous night and bundle himself together. I analyse my last comment and I was right, the fact that I put my heart in his hands was terrible and dangerous for myself. I was almost forcing myself to like or love him now and that just points at the direction of a end.
The hour passes and jack seems almost complete for his exit and he says โyou know, I really am sorry y/n. I didnโt mean to hurt you, I do really love youโ. My face was frozen still with the same expression of little effect of the current climate we were in. The face he made was sad but he added โy/n, I know you probably hate me right now and I get that but please, think about thisโ. He starts to walk towards the door and he looks back, almost to remember the environment.
You're a dangerous love
Baby, you're no good for me, darling
'Cause if you're gonna love me and leave me hanging here
Then I'd rather you leave, leave me lonely
Even though it hurts
Dangerous love, baby
He shortly leaves and I sit down and sigh deeply, letting myself stop the charge that was our relationship. He hadnโt noticed the damage he had caused but thatโs for me to acknowledge and repair, although itโs his fault. His words of โthink about itโ really irked me. I had already thought about it, Iโm done. No more acting like everythingโs perfect and dandy when really my tears leave my eyes the majority of nights.
The night grew deeper as I had called my mum and said โme and jack are overโ. He takes a moment and thereโs silence until she says โoh honey, Iโm sorry. Iโll come over Tommorow, how about that, a girls dayโ. I sniffle and reply โthanks mum, I love youโ. She responds โlove you honey. You have a good nights rest, ok?โ. We later on end the phone call and I end up heading to my bed.
As my head rests on the pillow, I go back at the beginning and see the transformation of jack and it was scary. The character development of him was major and I scared myself thinking that I stood by that, whatever it was. The fact that I had the courage to end the thing breaking my heart made me proud of myself that I stood up to it and no fear had anywhere to conquer me now.