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If
if I wrote you a letter
would you ever write back?
if I gave you my heart
would you give it back?
if I sang you a song
would you sing one back?
if I said that I love you
would you say it back?
you deserve more
than what he has to give
his time is not yours
his heart is not yours
you give him all of you
your heart is his
your time is his
you don't see
that it's all one sided
try
Sometimes it seems like the love isn't there
as if i'm standing alone in the middle of a storm.
i know things are hard right now
i know that ill never truly understand
i try
i'm trying
things are hard for me too right now
i know they aren't as bad as they are for you
i love you
i'm sorry
ill try a little harder next time
You
I need your concern
but its just not there.
I want your help
but you just dont give it.
I wish for your support
but it's just not being shown.
I long for your care
but I just dont feel it.
And now I'm just aching
because I want
and need
and hope
and long
for you.
your words haunt me
they make tears spring to my eyes
like lightning brings thunder
but the difference is,
thunder and lightning is much more enjoyable
where your words and my tears are not
you said you'd try
you don't
its like the words went in one ear
then came right out the other
words out of your mouth...
meaningless
tears from my eyes?
meaningful
your words and my tears..
your words cause damage
my tears just follow
like lightning brings thunder
lightning causes damage
thunder just follows
I
rereading those written thoughts
takes me back
to a time I was okay,
happy to be me,
being perfectly imperfect.
what happen?
who am I?
where did that me go?
and when did the new me come to be?
why cant I be okay with myself anymore?
I want to be okay,
I want to understand,
but most of all...
I want you to be there
like when I cant be
I want to know you're going to be there
when I need you the most
but truly, you usually aren't
and that's okay,
i'm okay
or at least I will be
hopefully
this isn't really poetry, i'm sorry
the image staring back at me
wasn't quite the same
It seemed younger
and happier
than I have ever been
a smile spread across her face
eyes filled with happiness
she seemed so true
and kinda new
but the truth lays on the other side
the one looking at the image
with stress filled thoughts
and broken smiles
Trying to get through
though one thing was the same for both
they were being them
with no false truths
or hidden feelings
they were both happy
happy to be themselves
with no boundaries
and by happy they were content
not scared of who they were
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