Stress me out. Every time I am around you my skin crawls. You are anxious, unhappy, a dark cloud overshadowing me. I suffocate under your weight. Yet I love you. Yet I want to be with you. I want so badly to pull you up, lift your smile from the ground, but I am not the one to do that. Only you can. We are at a standstill. What do we do now? I cannot be around your sorrow much longer, it pulls me down. But you do not change despite what I say. I do not want to leave you.
I only wish you would smile.
I only wish you would realize what you have.
I only wish you would love again.
Friday, November 5, 2010
You
Posted by Sarah at 10:28 PM
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