I love you. You. Y-O-U. And it feels so good to say it. I love you do much, my heart is filled with love for you. But you reject it. You tease me. With little tiny words that might hint at something, maybe. You know just how to bring my hopes up, and then to send them crashing down. . You sweet poisonous words, then can twist me around your finger. They can make me believe anything.
Some times I wish I didn't love you, but how could I not. Your beautiful. You are stunning. I wish I could tell you, I really do. But when I try I feel like you don't hear me, you don't hear the true meaning.
I could give you a thousand compliments, but I don't think you'd see them. Your eyes are turned from me, they don't see.
Honey, love, sweetheart, please.
If you ever read this and you know it's you, just know how I feel now.
It's like a book; when I see you my heart leaps, happiness taxes threw my veins, and when I see that smile.. That smile makes me want to make you smile forever.
Your my angel, sent to save me. That's what I thought anyway.
But I know you won't ever look at me that way.
I know you wont.
I will be happy for you, because was long as you are happy i am.
I'm going to try to get over you. I'm working my hardest. But when you say the smallest thing, I hope, and all the emotions come rushing back.
I'm sorry, I'm sure its wrong. I'm sure you'd never want to be with me.
So I will get over you.
Perhaps it's time for me to stop falling so hard for those who would never love me.
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