Love shouldn’t feel like a war zone, but sometimes we choose to dance in the crossfire.
Your love was a sweet poison that left my heart paralyzed.
In the game of love, I forgot to check for landmines.
The thrill of your chaos was my favorite kind of addiction.
Our hearts were tangled, but your love was a snare.
I thought your storms were romantic, not realizing they would drown me.
You painted beauty with poison, and I swallowed it whole.
Some love stories are better left untold, buried in the ashes of what once was.
I mistook your volatility for passion; how naive of me.
What felt like love was just a dance with my shadows.
Your affection was intoxicating, but the hangover lasted for years.
I wore your love like a crown made of thorns.
When you love someone toxic, every kiss leaves a scar.
You were the spark that ignited my demons.
Our love was a thrill ridetoo bad it was on a crash course.
Fool me once with your charm; fool me twice, and its my fault.
You wrapped your love around me like a noose, and I forgot to breathe.
Even roses have thorns, but yours were sharper than I imagined.
In the garden of toxic love, I was the daisy among the weeds.
Your love had a taste that lingered long after it poisoned the well.
I danced with your demons, thinking I could save them.
Every promise you made was a beautiful lie wrapped in venom.
I lost myself searching for love in a battlefield.
Your heart was a maze with no exit, and I forgot to read the signs.
Love shouldnt come with chains, but here I am, bound by your embrace.
The more I loved you, the more I lost myself in the abyss.
Your touch was electric, but it zapped all the light from my soul.
I kept trying to light a fire, not knowing it was fueled by smoke.
It was love at first bite, but I didnt realize I was the prey.
You turned my dreams into nightmares wrapped in silk ribbons.
Love shouldnt sting, but with you, every word was a bees kiss.
Your heart was a puzzle, and I was always missing a piece.
You were my favorite tragedy, and I kept replaying our script.
The mirror of your love reflected my insecurities, not my worth.
I tasted the sweetness of your lies, and now its a bitter memory.
Our love was a circusfilled with clowns and no ringmaster.
I exchanged my peace for your chaos, and now I regret every trade.
You whispered sweet nothings while tying me to a storm.
I thought your chaos was excitement, but it was just instability.
Love shouldnt feel like a fever dream, but here I am, feverish and awake.
I wore your heart like armor, but it turned to chains.
When love is a battlefield, casualties are inevitable.
I fell for your illusions, but reality hit harder than expected.
You taught me that some loves burn bright, only to leave ashes behind.
I thought I was loving you fiercely; turns out, I was just surviving.