Do you love me back??
I was willing to forgive you for all those miserable years you put me through..
If you told me you loved me and you were proud of me...
But that was something you simply couldn't do...
Every time I try..
You always say goodbye....
I cant live with the thought that you don't give a damn about me...
So please tell me you do...
And you're sorry of everything you put me through..
The knowledge that you don't care about me...
And that you hate me..
Kills me day by day..
Tell me what I have to say...
Im willing to die for you...
If I can hear so say,Oh my dear daughter I love you too..
If you told me you loved me and you were proud of me...
But that was something you simply couldn't do...
Every time I try..
You always say goodbye....
I cant live with the thought that you don't give a damn about me...
So please tell me you do...
And you're sorry of everything you put me through..
The knowledge that you don't care about me...
And that you hate me..
Kills me day by day..
Tell me what I have to say...
Im willing to die for you...
If I can hear so say,Oh my dear daughter I love you too..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| David Matser: | Vrijdag, augustus 05, 2011 21:32 |
| Meiske, je kunt iemand niet vergeven zolang hij/zij geen schuld of berouw voelt of toont. Opzich kan het wel, hoor, maar het haalt zo weinig uit. Aan de ene kant, het sust je eigen gevoel, maar aan de andere kant moet je op die manier diegene blijven vergeven, keer op keer. En dat gaat alleen maar meer pijn doen, ben ik bang. Je hebt het mooi verwoord, deze schreeuw om liefde. liefs, David |
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| Auteur: **Kirsten** | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 augustus 2011 | ||
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