I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house. .
That don't bother me. .
I can take a few tears now and then. .
And, just let them out. .
I'm not afraid to cry every once in awhile. .
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me. .
There are days every now, and again. .
I pretend that I'm okay. .
But, that's not what gets me. .
What hurts the most. .
Was being so close. .
And having so much to say. .
And, watching u walk away. .
Never knowing. . What could've been. .
And, you not seeing that loving you. .
Is what I was trying to do. .
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go. .
But, I'm doing it. .
It's hard to force a smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone. .
Still harder. . .
Getting up, getting dressed. .
Living up with this regret. .
But, if I know I could do it over. .
I would trade. .
Give away all the words that I saved in my heart. .
That I left unspoken. .
What hurts the most. .
Was being so close. .
And having so much to say. .
And, watching you walk away. .
Never knowing. . What could've been. .
And, you not seeing that loving you. .
Is what I was trying to do. .
What hurts the most????
I would say. . it's the memories. .
When u have the same way of keeping memories like the way I do, it'll just suffocate u. .
I tend to forget the bad memories easily but not the good ones. .
Good or bad?
I don't know. . .
~♥.♥.♥~
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