For I think of you
Alchole for breakfast,
For I think of you.
A pained sleep, no rest,
For I think of you.
I hurt in my heart,
For I think of you,
I used to think myself smart,
Until I met you.
Saddness and worry,
For I think of you,
Tears make my vision blurry,
For I think of you.
And in the end what?
Love or pain for what we do,
I would be happy livng alone, but,
I know the happieness I have with you.
For I think of you.
A pained sleep, no rest,
For I think of you.
I hurt in my heart,
For I think of you,
I used to think myself smart,
Until I met you.
Saddness and worry,
For I think of you,
Tears make my vision blurry,
For I think of you.
And in the end what?
Love or pain for what we do,
I would be happy livng alone, but,
I know the happieness I have with you.
posted by Poetic_bum at 11:26 a.m.
2 Comments:
I couldn't agree with you more. I wish I didn't know what love was sometimes, cause then it wouldn't hurt so much after I lost it. I know I am just being bitter, but sometimes it feels thats all there is to hold on to.
Can I just say, as someone who has never been in love or never had anyone love me back, that I would give anything just to feel it. Even if it wouldn't last, just knowing that its possible would make me feel better. Right now I have fears that it will never happen and I'll die alone. And that kind of stuff isn't good. Not knowing if anyone will ever love you hurts a lot too.
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