It's been a rough couple of days. Things continue to disappoint but I'm not holding on to that. I keep my head held up high and I look all of my problems straight in the face.
Have you thought about me the way you used to? Everyone keeps telling me about your life and how great it is, I'm happy for you. But we have this selfish love, where I'm not happy cause you're happy but I'm happy that you're happy, more than I am.
This life feels like it keeps getting longer and there is a way of never knowing. I keep trying. I keep trying. There is that point where you want to give up, but then that's when you know that's the end. There isn't a possibility left. I could never say goodbye to you forever, is that my downfall? I'm sure it is.
There are sometimes where I want to ask if you remember what it was like when your body was next to mine. When your lips were on my skin. When your eyes showered me with affection. It was good memories, but in all honesty with all thats happened I wouldn't like to live them again. I want to start anew.
I feel like if I keep running I won't get anywhere. I'm going to start fighting my own battles and continue to believe in all the things that I love.
"If I said, "I Love you." would you say it too? Just like you used to or, even better, to start anew?"
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