tell me why you love me
please, i beg you
i sit here every night
contemplating if i'm enough
am i enough?
or am i just a place holder?
a little piece of a puzzle that doesn't quite fit
i've become complacent
i can't seem to move
even when you stare back at me
i see nothing
i feel nothing
tell my why you love me
please, i'm down on my knees
the butterflies have subsided
i need these answers
i can't keep wondering if this will last
will we last?
or is it all a morbid fantasy?
the one i tell myself
over and over and over
again
that it will get better
this is just a road block
but what if the road block
is a fork in the road
this way or that way?
gosh, help me pick
this desperation is killing me
just tell me why you love me
please...
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words whispered in the wind
Poetry~~~~ these words I whisper to myself these words I whisper in the wind and hopefully, these words you will whisper out loud to yourself when you look at the clock and see that it's three am once again ~~~~ All rights reserved.
