This time, it's real. Your heart and mine, and everything we fill it with. You bring sparks to my dark solace and make me know what a happy feeling is. I become slightly sick, however. I have this awkward desire to walk away.
~ It's best for you ~
Knowing how I am, I begin to cry as I run away from my dreams coming true. I was living in my own Disneyland, of sorts. But baby, there's got to be someone out there more lovely than me. I don't deserve you.
i. I like to tell you how much I feel, even if it's not true, just so you won't leave. I have a problem with letting go and so I don't want to let you go.
ii. My heart is one giant Band-Aid. I have been heartbroken so many times, I almost don't know what to do when love comes around. And I don't want to let you down.
iii. Secrets keep you sick and I am cancer.
I don't deserve you.
And what amazes me the most is that even with a wretch like me who has scars as deep as the Grand Canyon and memories that she'd like to supress, when truthfully, they'll never go away, you still love me. And you want me near.
You desire my heart. It can be whole, new or used, broken or abused. All you want is me. And as much as you say you love me and how beautiful I am, I start to think,
"Maybe all guys aren't the same."
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but similar where we've tried to push the other away ...
