xx charmer xx (1/29/91)
I’m so confused.
You said you loved me but you act so different,
You said things that nobody had said before,
You made me feel special.
Like nothing elts mattered.
We had our ups and downs, our content times,
And our sad times,
The good times and the bad times.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to lie to you,
You were too precious to me to keep a secret from,
I regret doing what I did.
I swam in your ocean. Knowing your feelings,
Swimming through your veins like I was free.
Drowning in the love you had for someone else,
Which was not me.
A lie that came true,
Like wishing on a shooting star,
Feelings that were being felt once again,
Another heart that could not stop beating.
The feelings that stood strong and true,
Knowing that if you knew my secret,
The world would change forever,
Leaving me to stand up for myself.
After everything I said, I changed myself,
Into a thing that you said you would love no matter what.
Things from the past that could not be changed,
But only regretted.
My heart was singing the song of love,
But my mind was singing the cry of lies.
I knew I had to follow my heart,
Do what it told me and tell you my secret.
Take what it comes with and move on.
My heart was yours to do what ever,
But yet you did nothing but love me.
You were kind, sweet, and loving.
Your heart was as precious as glass,
Not knowing I could shatter.
Carefully picking up the pieces,
Placing them back together with truths and honesty.
Hoping you would love me,
Still care for me,
Just like before,
But with a different face this time around.
Talking to you, feeling you, touching you, loving you.
Feeling the pain and regret from before.
A pang of sadness that becomes overwhelming,
Rushes right back to my heart, back to me when I see you.
So here I am saying I love you,
Hoping you love me back.
No more lies, no more deception.
Everything is true,
Even the feelings I still have for you.
I hope you love me because
I love you.
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