I know a song.....and it describes how I have been feeling perfectly.....like something out of a dream.....but the perfect reality.
only, deep down, i hurt too bad to hurt him. i just want him with me.
Crawl Away
You crawled away from me.
Slipped away from me.
I tried to keep ahold,
but there was nothing I could say.
You slid and crept away
and there was nothing I could say.
So what you're trying to say
is you don't wanna play.
But what you want and what you need
doesn't mean fuck to me.
Because I can see your back is turning.
If I could I'd stick the knife in.
This is love.
This is my love for you.
This is love.
Get up!!
Now!!!
Say you won't go.........
after we talked, and i told him not to call me ever again.....well, all i do is wonder if he's ok, or if he is hurting, or in trouble. and he doesn't even fucking deserve it!! why does love have to suck so fucking bad????
i do know i did the right thing though, as far as cutting him loose....i really just wasn't prepared for how hard it would be. i have been tempted to write him and explain myself, or call.....but that would just lead to more misery, that i personally don't need. i have had enough.....
i never asked for a whole lot. just someone to love, and to love me back......please lord, help me not to give up.
-jj
I got a fuckin mood for ya......
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