Note To Johnny
By Abyssia
I hate it, this knowledge - It tears me to shreds. You say I could never understand... But I do. So many times I loved - No boundaries set, No unforgivable wrong could be done... Except by me. So many days I waited - For kind words left unspoken, For kisses that never touched my lips... Except in fantasies. So many nights I cried - Wanting nothing more than appreciation, Nothing more than to be loved for me... Minus the details. So many times I wondered - Why is it that I give so much, For so little in return... Just the shattered dreams of a heart made hollow. So long I have yearned - For a heart that loves as I do, Yet when I find it in you... I hate it. Do not love me with your heart - Fragile as they are, And much too easily broken... For I am prone to clumsiness. Your soul is not one I wish to splinter. This misery was never meant to be shared.Dedicated to my 'stalker'... as bad as I feel about hurting *anyone*, (cause after all.. I've been there. It hurts not to have your feelings returned) I really wish he'd get over it already... Written September 27th, 2001 © on Sep 27 2001 05:36 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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