Hurt
Your words keep flashing back to me…
When you’ve said that “You don’t love me”…
You said you don’t know when the time will be…
To feel the love for someone like me…
My tears began to fall that day
As I heard the stinging words you say
I felt the shame and feeling so down…
But I tried to understand somehow…
It hurts me more as the day goes by
Knowing, “No love, from you” as I walked by
More painful than unintentional hurting
Where each day I’m hoping for some loving…
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The ache inside of me, I guess I deserve…
I am aware and I accept my mistakes..
But I am human, I am not a Saint..
I have weaknesses, and I am not too brave…
I may be different from all others
But this is “I” the real “I am” and no other..
“I love you… but you don’t love me..”
What would my feelings be?
I wish and hope to wake up one day..
For this love I feel will go away
Or fade like the scars on my face
So I won’t feel sick on each day of my race…
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Today, I guess the rope just fade away
My eyes can’t see, my hands can’t grasp
I am numb, there's nothing to pull
…but I really do love that fool…
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