Never love someone who has darkness in their eyes when they get mad. Never love someone who has the softest touch yet the coldest hands. Never love someone whose words don't match their heart. Loving someone who is so dark and cold inside is your biggest mistake. You think you could bring light to their life, warmth to their heart. You think a simple touch, kiss, smile could change their world. You're wrong, you can't give someone life who doesn't want to live. You can't make someone love who can't even love themselves.

But wait a second here, don't be heartbroken. Don't be mean and nasty to a person who is like this. A lot of times they don't mean to be cruel. They don't mean to take your entire heart and shatter it. Someone who has black in their eyes and holes in their heart have been through their own personal heartbreak that they are still fighting. Should they of never put you in the position to love them? No.. But did they. They did. They're looking for a quick fix. We're all looking for a quick fix. Something that can give us a high and then realize the crash is only a thousand times worse. We all use each other to try and get something out of one another.

Someone with dark eyes and holes in their heart have gone through their own struggle. They don't know how to love, to live and to embrace. They don't know how to move past the block that has been holding them back for so long. So they latch onto someone and suffocate it. They hold on so tight because they are so afraid to lose the only thing that can make them feel alive for a split second.. So as soon as they loosen up the grip they see everything crumbling in their hands. They see the heart they had in their hands and can barely see the pulse anymore. So they panic; they don't know what to do to fix what they broke.. They squeezed and squeezed and squeezed. How can a heart ever revive from this?

A person who loves a person with dark eyes and holes in their hearts is a person who wants to love them so much; they want to bring light to their eyes and patch the holes to their heart. They don't care how bad they hurt themselves in the process. They care about seeing the light slowly come back to their eyes. They care about the smile on their face.

Then all of a sudden I look down and see my heart... It's barely beating. The pulse is so light. I look up with my heart in my hands... And you're no where to be found. It's all black and I can't see anything around me. I lost myself and I lost you. I lost myself trying to love you. I lost myself trying to heal all your wounds that I began to create my own wounds. I loved you so much, I killed my own heart. You never did anything. I'm the one who made my heart slowly stop beating..

I was killing myself for letting him hold on to me for too long.