Leah

Ramblings Of A Confused Mind
2004-01-08 20:41:48 (UTC)

its still u

my heart is on my sleeve / wear it like a bruise or
blackeye / my badge, my witness / that means that i
believed every single lie you said / (and learned from the
best)/ cause every pain of glass / that your pebbles tap /
negates the pains i went through / to avoid you / and every
little pat on the shoulder / for attention fails to
mention / i still hate you / ... / you want apologies
boy, / you might hold your breath / until your breathing
stops / forever, forever the only thing / you'll get is
this curse on your lips: i hope they taste of me forever


anger comes after hurt. he had to hurt before he got cold
hearted is how i figure it. my heart has been on my sleeve
all this time.. and he knows how things are at home .. the
bruises the time i had the black eye.. he was my badge my
witneness.. i believed everytime he said hed be there for
always, i didnt jus hear it i felt it. the glass, is my
heart. and whether he thinks i did or not, i went through
pain being without him. now i jus want to avoid him and
every thing he could say or do.. but i still fail to get
his attention when i think i need it or when i lay awake at
night crying. i still hate him because he could fuk me up,
but i want him to have apologies because thats what i feel
he needs.. but what i need is a face to face goodbye then i
could drop it i know.. and i know in my hearts of hearts
that my kiss still lingers on his lips if he ever loved me
like he said he did... maybe its a curse, but it could be
heavenly.




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