Is this worth it?
To me, yes.
But who am I kidding myself?
The ball's in your court.
It always has been,
An I'm sitting on the bench dying for a chance to take control.
Do you know that I can't leave?
Even if I try?
Because for some odd reason
All I want is you.
All I need you.
Yeah, only you.
Never been one to be alone, but here I am,
Just myself for months,
Passing through the weeks just to make it to the days when I can see you.
Take a look at these words.
All about you.
You.
You.
You.
At least on the surface.
Could be some ****** metaphor to describe how self-interested I am, for so strongly desiring you.
Just so **** frustrating,
But momma always told me "life isn't fair",
And with all the stories of **** and child abuse and natural disasters headlining the papers, I know she's so right.
It's not that God enjoys taking a **** on His creations,
But let me ask you this.
Can pleasure come without pain?
No.
A ****** screams before she sighs.
A mother bears pain to birth her baby.
And if I didn't have to work so hard for you, would it be worth it?
Dec 8, 2011
Dec 8, 2011 at 11:14 PM UTC
Is this worth it?
To me, yes.
But who am I kidding myself?
The ball's in your court.
It always has been,
An I'm sitting on the bench dying for a chance to take control.
Do you know that I can't leave?
Even if I try?
Because for some odd reason
All I want is you.
All I need you.
Yeah, only you.
Never been one to be alone, but here I am,
Just myself for months,
Passing through the weeks just to make it to the days when I can see you.
Take a look at these words.
All about you.
You.
You.
You.
At least on the surface.
Could be some ****** metaphor to describe how self-interested I am, for so strongly desiring you.
Just so **** frustrating,
But momma always told me "life isn't fair",
And with all the stories of **** and child abuse and natural disasters headlining the papers, I know she's so right.
It's not that God enjoys taking a **** on His creations,
But let me ask you this.
Can pleasure come without pain?
No.
A ****** screams before she sighs.
A mother bears pain to birth her baby.
And if I didn't have to work so hard for you, would it be worth it?
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