Wednesday, May 29, 2013

A thousand deaths

I have died a thousand deaths
and yet, have not truly lived...
for without love... is life complete?
Without someone to share your
all... are you really whole?
Can there be satisfaction in...
half life?
Having known you... How can
I settle for less than...
What I am sure can be beautiful...
You are so afraid... you hide
from me in the shadows of your
life... It's almost as if you...
punish yourself by not allowing
yourself real happiness.. You
never think you're worthy to
have a good loving life... and
you're afraid of hurting so many
... So you hurt then anyway...
by hanging on when you don't
really care... by letting go
when you do.
I wish you love... for I love you.

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