Triggered

It’s not about what you say,

Or the things you do

Every second you breathe

I am triggered by you.

It’s either loving or hating

There’s no in between

I can’t live with you, or without you

How can you be so nice, yet mean?

You’ve got my heart jumping ropes

You toy with my hopes

Then you sweep me off my feet

Making this circle repeat.

Β© Abirami

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