me and the blangst tag have a love hate relationship

It just lay there, broken but beautiful.

I cry. I’ve cried many times before. This isn’t any different.

“I-I just…I just don’t know what to do when this happens. I want to help you when you break. But…But I can’t.”

God I feel so pathetic. I just sit here. Not doing a thing.

“But even if you’re broken, you got to know that I still love you.” I whisper.

I locked eyes with the blangst tag.

“I will always love you.”

But I knew that when the blangst tag did return, it would come and hurt me. It would hurt me with all the blangst, all the tears, all the pain.

But it’s still beautiful.