Can't you see that I don't hate you?
That I done this for both our sake?
You were scaring me away,
I was intimidated,
and I fled.
I remember when you
were still in my bed.
Can't you see that I don't hate you?
That I done this to survive?
It has torn and torn at my self esteem,
keeping this scar,
of a friendship,
alive.
I remember when we both would thrive.
Can't you see that I still strangely love you?
And the people we both used to be?
And that's exactly why I can't let you close
to me.
I remember when I thought it differently.
Bex. I have said this many times before, but I NEED to say it again... You are so talented! this is beautiful! I love it :D
ReplyDeleteThank you so much sis <3
ReplyDeleteI love this one! Amazing writing as usual. :D <33
ReplyDeleteAnd the layout! :o Me iz ins loveee. :D
Thankz! I wasn't sure at all changing it, I just needed a change. Chameleon ^^ :D Thanks so much hon ;)
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