Sunday, August 08, 2004
just being me
I'm confused. I hate it. I hate constantly trying to find something to talk about with you. Why can't we sustain a real conversation? I know a relationship cannot exist if there is a communication problem, but why do I still want to be with you so much?
Why can I only offer you a sweater when you are cold and not embrace you in my warmth? Why can't I hold your hand when you feel afraid? You always have been a part of me, when will I ever be yours?
The nights are lonely the days are so sad and I just keep thinking about the love that we had. And I'm missing you And nobody knows it but me
dalun
