My Stupidity Gets The Better Of Me, Once Again

September 6, 2008 - Saturday
Current mood: lost/empty
My Stupidity Gets the Better of Me, Once Again

I don't know how to describe it. And I don't really know if you care. The only thing I know, is that I'll never have you here. You're a part of me, no matter what they say. And I just can't let you go. My heart is breaking, my hands are shaking; I don't feel emotions anymore, like a pair of worn out brakes, mine have gone with time and use. Or so it seems. Everything shown here is real... Is it, really? You're perfect to me; you have no flaws. There are no barriers, like states without laws. I can't take this anymore. I'm done, I'm done. All I want to see is the sun. The bright side of things, the feelings come with. All I want is "I love you." T'was never missed. It was never there and will never be. Am I wanted? At all? Speak up, speak up. I can't handle this numbness; push me down, help me stand again. It's an oddity how much I care. I see you with her; I'm physically sick. Not normal, huh? I'm sure if I see you kiss her I'll get dizzy and fall. Do I have to wake up? Even at all? It's torture here. And you should know. You have suffered some limiting blows. Please give me a chance, if things do not go. Please, babes, listen, It's me I want you to know. I wish I could be perfect for you, that's all I want. But if nothing else flies, I want to know you upfront. A best friend, someone you can trust. That's all I ask. So as I drink this last glass down, just know I'll be there through every hidden tear, every frown. I can't stand to lose you, not now, not ever. Take those words to heart. They won't be liable to change.

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