its my turn, to scream

Jan 10, 2006 14:58

Too much to do
too much to think about
too much to talk about
not enough time

i just want someone to listen
to the good, and the bad.

~I did what you asked of me. And no one believed me. They call me a liar, they tell me it was just a dream. To stop being so silly. He would never do that to you. Now what do I do? Exactly what I have been doing. Getting over it. Over and over again. I can do it, but part of me actually thought it might help. To tell them. I'm okay, better than I thought I would be. I just want to cry, and be held by you. For you to wipe away my tears. But I hold them back. I don't want you to think somethings wrong. I have to make it a couple more weeks before I can show my pain. I want to be good to you. I want you to love me. I want you to want me. I don't want you to think you have to fix everything. Sometimes I just need to be held. And that in itself fixes it all. You're helping me forget everything that happened everytime you reach for my hand. Everytime you brush the hair out of my eyes. Everytime you hold me close. And every minute that you love me. Things are better with you around. I love you. Please don't ever stop loving me.
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