If only I could tell you
how I still cry for you
how much you really hurt me
How much I still love you
I act normal
I act like I'm just fine
Yet every night I cry
can't stop wondering why
I know I wasn't perfect
I know I wasn't worth it
but you made me think I was
and then tore it all away from me
When I felt down
you picked me up
made me fly
but then you dropped me
You pushed me off my pink cloud
And let me the ground
And if you'd left me down there
I wouldn't have been hurt again
I can't think of the words
And I don't want you to know
when you left, you got your life back
but you also took mine
-Cyndi-
the princes of the dark: | Maandag, augustus 29, 2005 19:18 |
vree schone, sterkte é je komt er wel deure dark kisses |
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Durian: | Zondag, augustus 28, 2005 00:50 |
Cyndi..... tis heel vervelend voor je.... als je wil praten.. zeg dan gerust...ik ben er voor je.. *knuf* | |
Ing-E: | Vrijdag, augustus 26, 2005 23:11 |
Wow, prachtig geschreven. Sterkte. Na regen komt altijd zonneschijn. Liefs, Inge |
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FireFly: | Vrijdag, augustus 26, 2005 22:31 |
Wauw; your poems really don't suck girl! Sterkte ermee, lastigse situatie zit je in! Liefs |
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mienke: | Vrijdag, augustus 26, 2005 22:25 |
wonderschoon, prachtig mooi liefs mienke | |
Auteur: MyPoemsSuck | ||
Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 26 augustus 2005 | ||
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