this really is nothing to do with who you think most likely....

We are all losing in this world war of love. You disagree, then tell me who is winning? We stand with guns pointed at eachothers hearts, scream at me until I shut down ill hold that cold metal against your chest and pull. Watch as you fall to the ground and I won't care, if I ever leave this world I'm taking you with me.  I won't let you have the pride of seeing me fall, you may think he's the reason, just because he's the most recent hurt, but he isn't, you are, you have been for years. I know you well enough to know you never meant half the things you said. Now I walk by everyday, try to keep my head up, but it falls and sway, bite my lip till blood runs down my neck, all because of the same reason, all piled up. No things won't get better, it will pile and pile, till finally I break. Then you'll notice, he'll see the side I always hid, and everything will change will you care then, would he stay with me after I ruined every breath he took? So who is winning in this war of hate? We all are, and we all are not. We kill eachother, by killing ourselves.