noor.miley
2012-06-09, 13:58
I don't love you, but I did, and I'm sorry for showing that emotion I have so much hate for.
I'd apologize for the mess it made, but if that's all you're seeing,
then I see no point in dragging back the memories, those amazing memories.
And it's really too bad you don't look at those times because that is what will hurt you the most,
knowing you lost them, me, us. I once heard you can't break a broken heart,
I fail to believe that because you've done it...more than once.
The way I see it, you fill it up with your touch, your blue eyes staring into mine,
your words, the way you make everything like the romantic movies,
how you believe in me, and make me feel beautiful.
But then, all of it crashes to the ground, and you see it all broken into pieces,
just there, nothing you can do about it, and you feel that burning feeling in your heart
, telling you this was going to happen, saying to walk away,
but you do the opposite, you continue to walk forward into the broken memories, t
hinking somehow this will work, and the memories will be brought back and he will be yours again.
..and you look down at your feet, and they're bleeding,
but you keep going, because even though it hurts, you have to do it to stop the pain in your heart.
Your mind is telling you to go forward, but your heart is slowly tearing.
Piece, by piece, by piece.
And then at that split moment, you look up at his face, at that second you realize something..
.lies.
And the funny thing is you get mad at your heart, not him,
no because your heart is what let him in. Again. And again. And again.
He lied to you and your heart was overwhelmed by idiocy,
and took them all in, filling in the cracks.
You wake up laying on that glass and no matter how uncomfortable it is,
you don't want to get up. So you stay. And you let it dig into your mind that he's gone. And he is.
And that's what hurts the most.
But time passes, and you're starting to forgive your heart. But you have given it limits. I
t can only go so far. And what ruins that.
His words, his fake love, his touch, his lies
When I was with him, I didn't have to be perfect,
or even try for perfect.
He already knew my secrets,
the things I'd kept hidden from everyone else,
so I could just be myself.
Which shouldn't have been that big a deal. But it was
there were times when he caught me, but more times when he let me fall.
When he told me he cares about me, he forgot to mention she meant more
he had me at hello, lost me at goodbye, and everything inbetween, i guess it was a lie
I'm torn between wanting you back, and kicking you in the balls
??but You Knw whààt??
I realized I was holding onto something that didn't exist anymore
.AND
u'r gonna be so sorry you lost me
i should Forget the past, forget the pain, and remember what
am an incredible woman
so baby
good luck trying to find someone who cares like i did,
who understands you like i do,
who is forgiving like i am;
when you realize that that's not out there,
good luck finding me where you left me.
I'd apologize for the mess it made, but if that's all you're seeing,
then I see no point in dragging back the memories, those amazing memories.
And it's really too bad you don't look at those times because that is what will hurt you the most,
knowing you lost them, me, us. I once heard you can't break a broken heart,
I fail to believe that because you've done it...more than once.
The way I see it, you fill it up with your touch, your blue eyes staring into mine,
your words, the way you make everything like the romantic movies,
how you believe in me, and make me feel beautiful.
But then, all of it crashes to the ground, and you see it all broken into pieces,
just there, nothing you can do about it, and you feel that burning feeling in your heart
, telling you this was going to happen, saying to walk away,
but you do the opposite, you continue to walk forward into the broken memories, t
hinking somehow this will work, and the memories will be brought back and he will be yours again.
..and you look down at your feet, and they're bleeding,
but you keep going, because even though it hurts, you have to do it to stop the pain in your heart.
Your mind is telling you to go forward, but your heart is slowly tearing.
Piece, by piece, by piece.
And then at that split moment, you look up at his face, at that second you realize something..
.lies.
And the funny thing is you get mad at your heart, not him,
no because your heart is what let him in. Again. And again. And again.
He lied to you and your heart was overwhelmed by idiocy,
and took them all in, filling in the cracks.
You wake up laying on that glass and no matter how uncomfortable it is,
you don't want to get up. So you stay. And you let it dig into your mind that he's gone. And he is.
And that's what hurts the most.
But time passes, and you're starting to forgive your heart. But you have given it limits. I
t can only go so far. And what ruins that.
His words, his fake love, his touch, his lies
When I was with him, I didn't have to be perfect,
or even try for perfect.
He already knew my secrets,
the things I'd kept hidden from everyone else,
so I could just be myself.
Which shouldn't have been that big a deal. But it was
there were times when he caught me, but more times when he let me fall.
When he told me he cares about me, he forgot to mention she meant more
he had me at hello, lost me at goodbye, and everything inbetween, i guess it was a lie
I'm torn between wanting you back, and kicking you in the balls
??but You Knw whààt??
I realized I was holding onto something that didn't exist anymore
.AND
u'r gonna be so sorry you lost me
i should Forget the past, forget the pain, and remember what
am an incredible woman
so baby
good luck trying to find someone who cares like i did,
who understands you like i do,
who is forgiving like i am;
when you realize that that's not out there,
good luck finding me where you left me.