And I am dying to burst.
Why am I afraid of professing love.
Is it because I know the outcome or is it because
I am afraid of the hurt
Aren't they one and the same thing, In truth, O yes, and I'm done.
Why does hurt wound a broken heart, why does it feel so good to be afraid ?
Is it a good feeling, a comfort zone, where I can retreat and say ' i tried but i did not want it hard enough' ?
yeah i guess thast it, did not want it hard enough, but then again when are you so sure, that you want it hard enough.
ok enough of the rambling, i need to face the real world now, trust me that s.o.b won't be so forgiving or understanding or is it just me being a pain in my own arse.
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