Some of the time
My heart really hurts
It sits heavy in my chest
As I watch
Stare
Absorbed by her beauty
I really wish
That she would watch me back
But she doesn't know I exist
I'm pretty sure
Or she would hide under more leaves
While she sleeps
She smells different when she is awake
I wish I could tell her
How beautiful she is
How I nearly die every time I smell a whiff
Of her musty scent
I wish could lick all the mud
From her feet
Show her my devotion
She never goes anywhere
Without me
Though she doesn't know that
I am always there
Watching her
Wishing I could be with her
And love her closer than from the nearby shrubbery

It's not the talking that hurts me
It's not her giggles
It's not the walking with that hurts me
It's not how she looks at you,
I don't mind with who you talk,
Or along whose side you walk,
I just want you to be happy.
It hurts to know
That she is much prettier,
Much more interesting,
Not as needy,
Not crazy
It hurts to think you could fall for her instead.
So i'll just trip you tomorrow and hope for the best!

DOES YOUR MOTHER TAKE LONG WALKS FOR HOURS TRYING TO COMPREHENDED WHY YOUR LUNGS DON'T SHOUT MUSIC?

DOES SHE CRY REFUSELY WITHOUT EXPLAINING THAT YOU'RE THE PAIN?

SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, SO LOVE HER.

SHE MAY NOT KNOW EVERYTHING, BUT SHE MADE YOUR EVERYTHING

It wasn't Really thought through
That momEnt changed
Altogether eVer feeling
Cascaded, rEations  of
What was kNown, regret
Was stained,naGging within,
It wasn't revengE it was a foolish moment, now regret.

What if you thought you deserved every bit of it