I will not apologize for feeling you
the you that you showed me you were.
I will not beg forgiveness for speaking
the words that were in my heart.
I know that you cannot believe
that I feel the way I do.
I know that is probably the greatest
difference between you and I.
I believe, that’s what I do
and I do it to a fault.
I am taken in by tender words
and attentions paid to me.
I’m a sucker, a sap, I play the fool
I do it over and over again.
I always exclaim at the end of it all
that this will be ‘the last time’!
I can’t stop myself though when the feelings come
I can’t quiet them or make them behave.
I am shaken and taken and ripped open wide
at the thought of being seen.
I was taken by you and led
down the roads that you wanted me to see.
I took it all in and you took me
but I got too close for you.
I pushed against the boundaries
you gave me every reason to think that I could.
I listened when you told me
we should be honest about the truth.
I was wrong to trust and wrong to let
myself feel everything I did.
I am sitting here now just thinking
that I miss so many things.
I know it was mere moments in time
and that you probably don’t understand it still.
I hope that the passion and the depth that we
shared
is something we both find again.
felt piece....it hurts...love hurts
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and when it leaves we are left cold
and that passion will one day return
we hope at least.
Oh, Andrea. This was so heartfelt and beautiful. Who hasn't been hurt like this. And why do those who do this to us seem to be the ones we can't forget?
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