Food For Thoughts

page 5- Love is hard to fight for when its constantly kicking your ass

"A Marathon & mile more "

KjR

I checked again

To see if you had written me back

And as i held my breath

I would soon let it go in defeat

But i guess you were happy with my last words

Maybe your feet got tired of running

I understand completely

But in the back of my head i'm thinking

Maybe i'm over exaggerating

Because to myself my feelings dont mean anything to me

And as i twiddle with my thumbs

My mind kept on wondering

How could she love me ?

The way she explained her feelings today

It really baffled me

But what can i say to the way she feels and thinks?

So all i said was "i'm sorry"

And it probably means nothing to you

Because no matter how many times people say i'm sorry

It ends up becoming a repeat

You told me to not beat myself up 

But it was too late because i already made the first suckerpunch

And when my head flew to the side from the powerful hit

I decided to lie and act like it missed

I was going to sleep now

And maybe the conversation would finally be finished

Because if we continued this

It may end up in more than me acting like a bitch

And i know it's harsh for what i'm saying

But listen out because everyone isn't bliss

I sat in the dark

Playing those words over and over again

Trying to imagine how it was sound

When it actually slipped from your lips

How every word would curve

And that little vein in your neck would twitch

So i couldn't sleep at all

Cause i saw that my little insecurities

Were starting to crawl

And and how everyone of them grew tall

But i don't know what to do but ball

So i start to stare off

And poof a little bright light bulb

Stay silent and nothing would come from that at all

Make her happy so you don't need to ball

Stop putting yourself first

Because honey you're going to get nowhere at all

So i checked to see if you written on the wall