My Love In The Wrong Hands

"I love you Lyric! How many times do I have to tell you that." he yelled at me.

"How am I suppose to know your telling me the truth? How do I know you won't hurt me?" I cried.

"Man I can't take this no more. I'm tired, physically and emotionally" he said as he walked towards the front door to leave.

"I'M SORRY! Please don't go! I'm trying. I promise I am, it's just hard" I yelled crying even harder.

He stop in his tracks and turned around to look me in my eyes. He then kissed me on my forehead. "Call me when you got it all together and figured out. Because this" he pointed from me to him " Isn't healthy" He then turned back around continuing his walk out the house closing the door behind him.

When you've never felt love how are you to know when it's in your path? Love, that's a strong feeling. I've always wanted someone to love me but my reality is that no one ever will! My struggle is greater then me. Its like even when people say they love me ,it feels foreign.