169 posts
I tell you I love you All you can say is “Why?”
You break my heart not because you don’t love me But because you don’t love yourself
When you avoid your feelings, you bury your passion
What is life without passion?
I’m no good with waiting.
The silence. The wondering. The voices chattering. It kills me.
But I wait. For you.
I know better I just ache for it so deeply I am willing to risk my sanity
As much as I long to hear it it eases my mind to realize the reason you can’t say you love me is because you do
Most of the time I don’t even know what today is Then certain dates roll around that I can’t forget