 | I had so many things I planned to say to you.
Explaining myself, and everything I've been through.
How I hated you, how I hated me most of all.
You kept me from walking, I only knew how to crawl.
And I blame you, for everything gone wrong.
I blame you for the bad beat to my life's song.
I want to tell you, how long I've been waiting.
But I forgot, beacause it's been to long, I've been debating.
It's been about maybe a year, maybe two.
And for how ever long I've still been in love with you.
I want you to understand, Don't you get it? Don't you see?
Sometimes I wonder if you really, truely are in love with me.
Because I blame you for the unanswered prayers.
I blame you for the feeling that no one really cares.
I hold you guilty of my looks, how I'm a complete mess.
I know it's your fault that I'm standing here trying to confess.
That I need you here, so I can breathe and live again.
I guess I'm not so good at saying I miss you, then what I intend.
But if you promise me, you'll never leave me after this.
If you give me all your heart, your hugs and your kiss.
Maybe I'll forgive you from all that you caused me.
It'd let my broken heart become, once more, free.
Submitted by Andrea Wilson |  |
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