and I'm sick of pretending that it doesn't hurt me: because it does.
I know, we're complete strangers now. We both pretend like we don't care, but I can feel the tension as much as you can. I know how to hide my feelings from your piercing stare and no matter what you think, I still miss you.
I make no apologies for how I
chose to repair what you broke.
Sometimes, no matter how much you love someone, give someone, do for someone - it will never be enough. And you have to decide if it's worth it, to keep your heart at their feet, so that they can walk all over it one more time.
I wore a disguise, 'cause I didn't want to get hurt.
But I didn't know I - made everything worse.
You told me we were crazy in love,
but you didn't care when push came to shove.
If you loved me as much as you said you did,
then you wouldn't have hurt me like I ain't shit.
Now you pushed me away, like you never even knew me;
I loved you with my heart, really and truly.
Stare in awe, At my hurt and my pain. And pray to God,
You don't end up exactly the same.
I shouldn't love you anymore.
I deserve more.
when you're dreaming with a broken heart waking up is the hardest part


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