baby i'm screwed up in the head
and how could you, how could you, how could you
how could you break me this way?
your eyes are purple like the bruise around my wrist
purple, like the bags beneath my eyes
like my favourite colour
being with you is exhausting and exhilarating
and i love you, i love you, i love you
and i love you for loving me despite my ocd
and i love you for staying by my side
but i hate you.
because you hurt me in ways no one should ever be hurt.