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By newfoundlove Date: 2004 Jan 31 Comment on this Work [[2004.01.31.22.23.22399]] |
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i dont know what to do, i cant make u happy i can barley make u smile anymore. i dont know what in hell to do!!! ur hurting... because of me! love isent saposed to be like this. yet we find ourselfs dealing with it... and i dont know how to stop this cycle.. to make it ok, make it change, make us be happy together again. how is it that we brought ourselfs to this place, where we hurt each other so often. over and over, we cry tears. the ones we sometimes make ourselfs cry, and the anger we create by not crying when we feel the need, when we bottle it all up inside, and hide it from ourselfs, even though we know its there, we choose to block it out.. to not see the things we are saposed to.. to forget those things that we are meant to reamber. and even those who see we do these things can rarly do anything to change it. its not that we dont have the power, just that we chose not to use it. and in some cases dont know how to do so, i know how, im just to scared to try. to scared to stand up and live... to scared to die. i'll never be perfect, no matter how hard i try, or what i do. i only know that i love u.. through it all... the bad and the good. and no matter what.. no matter what the world sees in me when they look. and no matter what i might sometimes think of myself, i know that even when i do stupid things.. that hurt u, me and us... that in ur eyes. i might not be perfect.... but perfect for u.... and as long as it takes.. even if i never do again.. i'll try to make u happy. and put that smile on ur face.. and if i never get it.. then atleast i can say that i spent my life trying to make the person i loved happy... weather its as friends or lovers.... and i know that u will spend all the time u can, trying to do the same for me.... lets just hope.... that god will see how much we love each other. and how we are meant for each other and maybe just maybe he will let us be ok. and let us get threw this... all of it.. the tears, the pain, the heart ach. and we can help each other get threw it to... |