I think you’re beautiful, even if you don’t know who you are
It’s not easy to see who you’ll be next but know they will be better than who you were before
Let me in and let me out
I’m not meant to stay I was meant to get you where you are now
We’re too comfortable in this place we reside
I must seek a new goal for us
So, I must go
But you my child aren’t as lost as you think
In fact, this is the path meant for you
No, it’s no easy trail, Leave the signs behind
You must travel alone
Seek what you believe
We will meet again in different skin
With a connection which was never forgotten
And a new acceptance for life itself

I saw it in you,

I saw the sensitivity shining through your alternative persona and I believed you when told me what I wanted to hear.

Now I'm not sure if anything I believed is true,

There's the real you, hiding in the shadows of life,

There's the truthful you trying to meet my eyes,

There's the vulnerable you, the one in disguise.

I am trying to be with you the way I want to be,

I wonder what I'm doing wrong and I think its neither of us at fault

But trust is hard to give and to receive.

I know you think of her when your with me

But I will never be her, and she will never be me.

Am I only here cause shes not interested?

Would you feel different if it were her?

I have worth yet I feel worthless

You tell me you want me...

You tell me I'm beautiful...

but isn't that what you said to her and more?

You don't want me, you want the idea of me

And I can't give you what she has

I'm not sorry

I'm not angered

I'm plain and simply hurt

For you I'll never be enough

for me I am always to much

I love the way you look at me when the worlds quiet and our eyes meet,
or when you slowly tuck my hair away as your graze my cheek
I've heard you whisper to me when you think I'm asleep, saying everything you won't admit.
Kissing me with affection, not just cause of attraction....
I feel it in your lips, your need for me, but you'll only admit it when I'm asleep.

It's so hard to ever say goodbye to you.

Half the time we say goodbye I don't even believe it's the last time I'll hear from you.

Part of me wants you to leave me without saying goodbye, without looking back.

It would be easier to let you go if I didn't have the choice of letting you stay.

Wish we were simpler together, wish our connection wasn't complicated, but I guess it's part of what I like about us.

The frustration, confusion, agitation, tension, followed with passion, dedication, connection.

You said maybe I'm the one, part of me agrees but I'm also selfish and naive.

If it were up to me I'd keep you safe with me, not to close to push you away but within arms lengths

The question is will you stay?