We Got That Bad Love

“We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine.” -Macklemore

That pull, that passion, that I need you to breathe feeling. That grip on my heart, my life, my emotions, my everything. I worshiped you and despised you at the same time. Hit me, yell at me, tell me how much you hate me. Let’s fight so we can feel something, because I’d rather feel misery than nothing at all. This is our love, our beautiful chaos that no one will ever understand but us. I’m yours, you own me, you always will.

Let’s break up so we can make up. Get out of my life, delete my number and never talk to me again so I can blow up your phone and beg for you back. Lie to me, tell me you’re sorry, that it will never happen again. Land another fist so I can call you a psycho again, encourage you to swing harder. We say Bonnie and Clyde, but the way we poison each other this is more like Romeo and Juliet. There is no happy ending to our love story...  “'Cause I would rather live in Hell than get comfortable sleeping alone”

To those that can relate to these words... YOU’RE NOT ALONE!

Please feel free to share your thoughts and personal experiences in the comments!

Can you relate personally? O do you have a loved one that you have seen stuck in this pattern?