morning...
May 17, 2006
come back to me before the sun comes up again. make me cry inside like only you can do. I don't know how to be without you now.... I see beauty in you that you will never see. Don't say no.... don't say you don't love me... just come back to me.... so I can breathe. so I can feel you again.
*****
sad sappy girl. It's almost 4am. But Anderson Cooper is on. I need my man sooooo much. Why do I need him if he doesn't need me? How can he turn away, and look so sad at the same time? How can he not feel anything? It hurts so much.... but I can't let go of him. I couldn't bear it if he left me for good.... there wouldn't be anything good about it. I want to know him. Just him. He won't let me in. How can I love him so much- and I look in his eyes- so deep--- there is so much there, and he can look at me so cold, so bare, and say there is nothing... nothing for me to want, and nothing to talk about.... he wants me, and he doesn't want me. This 'love' is beautiful, dark, and sad. It has no place to go, and no place to be. I have to hold onto it somehow. The thought of letting go of it- of him- just hurts too much. misery holds me.... in the night. like nothing else. Like he won't. I kiss his hands, and I want him near me all the time. A love so deep and bare, it makes me cry... makes me move towards him. I beg him to make love to me. to feel it. I don't know if he ever will. I don't know how he can't feel it..... goes so deep. holds in the pain. they blend, and I dream about him.... coming home, and kissing me... so deep those kisses go. Somewhere only he can be, only he can touch, inside of me... inside the sad girl who only wants to love him more. come back to me. please. before the sun comes up. Tell me something.... tell me what's in your eyes, in your heart..... tell me there is something in your heart for me. something I can hope for. Something that will keep us together. Come back to me before the sun comes up, and I cry in my sleep for you again. my heart, and all my love is in your hands. (this is taken from another blog I am deleting.)
come back to me before the sun comes up again. make me cry inside like only you can do. I don't know how to be without you now.... I see beauty in you that you will never see. Don't say no.... don't say you don't love me... just come back to me.... so I can breathe. so I can feel you again.
*****
sad sappy girl. It's almost 4am. But Anderson Cooper is on. I need my man sooooo much. Why do I need him if he doesn't need me? How can he turn away, and look so sad at the same time? How can he not feel anything? It hurts so much.... but I can't let go of him. I couldn't bear it if he left me for good.... there wouldn't be anything good about it. I want to know him. Just him. He won't let me in. How can I love him so much- and I look in his eyes- so deep--- there is so much there, and he can look at me so cold, so bare, and say there is nothing... nothing for me to want, and nothing to talk about.... he wants me, and he doesn't want me. This 'love' is beautiful, dark, and sad. It has no place to go, and no place to be. I have to hold onto it somehow. The thought of letting go of it- of him- just hurts too much. misery holds me.... in the night. like nothing else. Like he won't. I kiss his hands, and I want him near me all the time. A love so deep and bare, it makes me cry... makes me move towards him. I beg him to make love to me. to feel it. I don't know if he ever will. I don't know how he can't feel it..... goes so deep. holds in the pain. they blend, and I dream about him.... coming home, and kissing me... so deep those kisses go. Somewhere only he can be, only he can touch, inside of me... inside the sad girl who only wants to love him more. come back to me. please. before the sun comes up. Tell me something.... tell me what's in your eyes, in your heart..... tell me there is something in your heart for me. something I can hope for. Something that will keep us together. Come back to me before the sun comes up, and I cry in my sleep for you again. my heart, and all my love is in your hands. (this is taken from another blog I am deleting.)