I love you.
I know you said
it first.
I know you gave
me this different kind of joy.
I know that even
when you piss me off,
Still,
I do too.
I wouldn’t want
to change my feelings
Because in the
end,
Some love,
Is always better than none.
To say that I need
you,
A lie.
To say I want
you,
The truth.
But my heart isn’t
ready for you.
I can’t take the
pain,
The lies,
The maybes,
The what if’s
you like to throw out.
I feel like
doing nothing but lying in your arms on most days.
The other days I
feel like giving you the world and fighting anyone who wouldn’t do the same.
Can you say the
same?
Or are you looking
for any arms that will open to you?
It’s not fair.
Life is like
that I usually say.
But truth be
told,
Love is supposed
to be.
Even when it
hurts, it’s supposed to still feel like love.
So yes,
I still do.
But you can’t
give me what I need,
What I want,
What I deserve.
And I can’t
wait.
I don’t deserve
to wait.
You say you want
this, you need that,
time to change.
Please,
Please don’t experiment
on me.
Because I still
do.
But my heart can’t
handle that.
I accepted it
all.
You told me what
I wanted.
And still I can
read you and your puppy dog eyes when you’ve done something you shouldn’t.
And still,
I forgive.
And still,
I do.
And I never tell
you how it hurts.
Because friends
is what we are.
And my pain is
mine,
But your tales,
Should not be.
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