No More

It seems that when it comes to love, I don't get what I want. I'm always the one begging, always the one on my knees. But I don't want to be that girl anymore. I don't want to be one who gives everything for nothing in return. Time and time again, I have ripped my heart out and served it on a silver platter to the one I love. But I won't do it anymore. No more cutting into my chest and opening the same wounds from before. No more giving what I do not receive. Because it's just too hard. Just too painful. And the pain serves no purpose for me. No purpose except to make me want to die. That's no good, now is it?