May 21, 2010

Monday, you say you're disgusted.

Tuesday, you shut up.

Wednesday, your vision starts to blur.

Thursday, you make up excuses.

Friday, you continue to forget.

I tried my hardest to please you.

Your nothing but perfection to me.

I can't believe you are actually disgusted by me.

My body aches for your voice, touch, and smell.

I want to know if we are okay?

What was it that I did wrong?

Did I not give you what you wanted?
Am not good enough?
WHAT?!
In all honesty, you are the best thing that happened to me.

I cannot believe you are no longer interested.
Why didn't I speak up when I had the chance?

Why can't I just tell you now?!

I want to just call you and tell you what I feel

but I cannot.

I can't be blunt to someone I care for.
I care for you.

Is it because I can't make up my mind?

Is it because I always want you to decide?

Is it because my thoughts mean nothing?

I like your decisions.

I like what you choose.

I enjoy being in your presence.
I enjoy watching you scan my face for thoughts.

I like you.

Why is that so difficult?

Why can't you just open your eyes and see me?
Why can't you just tell me what's on your mind?

I am not disgusting.
I am sorry.

Sorry for everything I did.
Sorry for everything I didn't do.

I am sorry for all the damage I did.
There isn't a bandaid big enough to cover your wounds.

I am sorry for everything.

If you ever decide to talk to me.

I will be here.

If you ever decide to finish it.
I will be here.
I am here for you, no matter what.

I like you.

Nothing will change it.

You can insult me.

You can be disgusted by me.

You can tell me I am bad at everything.
You can stop talking to me forever.

I still like you!