Love
What do you do when you realize that you missed out on love. It was there, and you had it in your hands, but you let it slip away?
Am i supposed to be alone for the rest of my life, or do i chase after it. Am i supposed to become that obsessed girl who messes up a good relationship, just for my own personal, selfish reasons?
I want him back, yet he has her, and he's happy with her. He doesn't want me anymore. He loved me once, more than i knew, yet i threw him away, because i was selfish. And now it's back and biting me in the ass harder than you can imagine.
I was scared to tell him, to even admit the feelings to myself. I denied them for so long, because i had convinced myself that it was over, and i wanted it that way. That i didn't love him, and it just wouldn't work. And now i lay in bed everynight and dream about him, and think about what it would be like, if i had just one more chance. One more chance to prove to him, to show him, how much i do care and how much i do want him back in my life. To show him how i screwed up and to beg and prove myself to him again. I miss him.
Now i know what it's like to have love slip through your fingers. To want something so badly, but not be able to do anything about you. I'm helpless, and i'm stuck.
Am i supposed to be alone for the rest of my life, or do i chase after it. Am i supposed to become that obsessed girl who messes up a good relationship, just for my own personal, selfish reasons?
I want him back, yet he has her, and he's happy with her. He doesn't want me anymore. He loved me once, more than i knew, yet i threw him away, because i was selfish. And now it's back and biting me in the ass harder than you can imagine.
I was scared to tell him, to even admit the feelings to myself. I denied them for so long, because i had convinced myself that it was over, and i wanted it that way. That i didn't love him, and it just wouldn't work. And now i lay in bed everynight and dream about him, and think about what it would be like, if i had just one more chance. One more chance to prove to him, to show him, how much i do care and how much i do want him back in my life. To show him how i screwed up and to beg and prove myself to him again. I miss him.
Now i know what it's like to have love slip through your fingers. To want something so badly, but not be able to do anything about you. I'm helpless, and i'm stuck.