I'm sitting, staring out the window,
and into the past,
When she turns around and says
"Looking for your lover, alex?"
I know it was only in jest,
But still I looked at her,
blank-faced.
I try to phrase an answer,
I try to tell her
That I'm no longer able to love,
That my heart is broken in too many places,
and put together too roughly
by ones who did not understand.
That the only love I can feel now,
is a pale imitation of what I once felt.
But I could never say that,
So, with my mind still blank,
I put on that lovely fake smile,
and say,
"No, who would ever love me?"
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weird experience in homegroup, and anyone from skool reading this, its our dear actor in waiting that scared the shit out of me.
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Beautiful, darling. It's like you pull thoughts out of my head, and set them on paper. Raw quality, I like it. Good work.
Oh, and the answer to your question, I love you. Will always. -
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thanks again sis! i love you too, but sometimes things just get too much. but god she scared the shit out of me. i had no idea how to answer!!! lol
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