Dec 26, 2003 21:48
before we got into this, i remember i was afraid to love. but you reassured me time and time again, that it would be okay, that you wouldn't ever hurt me intentionally. not now, not ever. funny thing is, i believed you, i believed your lies.
things were wonderful at first. you spoiled me with wonderful gifts, fed me with the attention i yearned for. you'd call me just to hear my voice, sneak sweet love notes in my lunch bag, you'd do such wonderful things. the love we had was beautiful. when you looked at me, i knew you loved me, i knew you needed me. i could see i meant everything to you, and without me you'd be nothing.
but now, a year after... i look into your eyes, and i see nothing but emptiness. not a single ounce of love left. you say we need things to work on, but what you really mean is i need things to change about myself. i'm the only one trying, the only one who puts any effort or love into what it is we have left. the love we once had is now gone, i live off of hope alone. hope that one day, the love you had for me a year ago, will come back to you. that somewhere in you, you believe that we were meant to be.