Scars last longer than *** does but the thick scabs of injury only remind me that I'm alive While *** is a torture Often a short lived peak in my existence A faint taste of what satisfaction May feel like if I were to Love myself the way I love you
I'm so lonely i could ***** There's no one to talk to Not for lack of trying No one understands me I wish I could sleep forever I'd rather risk the nightmares that come than the disappointment of having no one.
If you had a feeling that something wasn't right like you were being abused, manipulated, and disrespected all behind your back by someone you love what would you do?
I love you Im sorry I know that I make things hard And that I often hurt you I question your love so often When you've given me no reason to I'm not going to give reasons or excuses for my behavior I will only apologize And hope that you'll still love me hereafter.