Sometimes you put away all your pride, your hurt, your feelings and you think about the other person and then you get shit on. You think to yourself nothing is important in this life as how the other person feels and then you shove all your feeling up your own ass and you try to be there for someone else. Knowing that they are probably going to ask someone else for help. Someone who does not know everything. Someone who has not lived through everything. Someone who does not understand your guilt. Someone who is not me.
Sleep, you tell me. I laugh at the thought. I want to be here for you because I think you need someone. You push me away and it hurts. I only want to take you in my arms, not as a girlfriend, but as a friend and hold you until I know you are okay.
I know we are strangers right now but do not make us so strange that we do not recognize each other.
I feel your pain, I understand your guilt and I want to wipe away your tears. Even if it is only for a moment in time. Because all we have left is moments.
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