Hurt - Poem by Kelsea Osterman
Hurting and crying are what I'm doing.
It seems like just yesterday I was smiling and laughing in your arms.
It seems just like not even five minutes ago
I was telling you I loved you more then anythin in the world.
And now I'm crying.
My heart is breaking once again.
The heart you told me you would never break.
And now I'm crying the tears you never wanted me to shed.
I'm beggin for your forgivness.
I'm still telling you I love you.
As you take your thinking moment I'll sit and cry.
Wishing I was the strong pretty girl you thought me to be.
Hanging by the thread is what I'll do 'cause I'm in love with you.
I just want to know if at this moment this very moment
you love me as much as you did yesterday.
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