I love forced love, and I know that's because I've never been firmly chosen;
I like sadomasochism, and I know that's because only pain can make me feel love;
I always give like crazy, and I know it's because I want the other person to do the same to me;
I love you so much,
But you
Why can't you just love me? Why don't you have a heart?
Concept: The encounter itself is a gift