Mar 13
why do i waste my time, why do i make the effort?
nobody’s perfect…
except maybe you.
so how can i meet your standards?
it hurts too much to fail, takes too much to try
every ounce of my heart wants to love you
but the closer i come, the further you push me away…
you allowed me once to look into your eyes…
you let my lips touch yours.
but now we’re back to playing your games…
back to you saying all that you think…
back to me hiding all that i feel…
i want to hold you once again
i dream of hearing you say
“i love you”
but i dream of things that just aren’t real;
things your games keep from happening…
things your heart just won’t allow…
here i sit, pouring out my feelings on this torn sheet of paper
paper staind with tear drops and mistakes
similar to our friendship,
torn apart,
staind with kisses and mistakes…
your deep blue eyes haunt my thoughts as i try to carry on…
try to live without you…
try to live without love…
try to breathe without air…

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