or talk long enough for us to have a conversation?
Please just tell me why,
'cause I don't think I can handle the pain anymore.
I just want to know why,
so I can get up and walk out the door.
Just please tell me why,
so I can finally move on with my life.
These feelings I feel
are not what what they used to be.
I'm freaking out inside,
and I'm not sure if I'm still me.
I think I love you,
but I don't think that love is the same.
I want to feel those feelings again,
but I'm not sure I will find them in the end.
You break my heart when you don't reply hi.
You leave me floating in space
wondering if I should say goodbye.
Every time I see your screen name
my heart starts to beat faster,
but is it because I love you,
or because I know you won't answer?
There's a picture of you under my pillow.
I kiss it every night,
and then I look out the window.
I hope the moon and stars
will send you my love or my pain.
Maybe then you will see my scars
or the strength within the love.
Please talk to me so I can know
whether I should hold on or let go.
Labels: poem
posted by Imperfect Angell @ 2:45 PM
1 Comments:
you write so well, shame youre losing feelings for him, nice blog first one ive ever been to anyways. love the pianist in any case. keep writing
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