I sit up late at night and think about everything that we have.
Carrying your weight on my shoulders because that’s what I’m suppose to do.
I’m suppose to be the rock you lean against when your tired and feeling badly of yourself.
My little frame almost falling to my knees everyday trying to find a way to save you from yourself.
You struggle everyday.
A fierce battle inside your own head.
No one sees that.
Only I do.
I want to hold your hand and not let you fall deep into the darkness of your hurt.
Of your agony.
I don’t know what to do of a broken heart.
Not a broken heart of love but a broken heart of regret.
Not knowing who you are.
I see your pain in your deep dark eyes.
You think hiding it with a smile will really help.
You think I don’t know everything you feel.
I do though baby.
I just deal with my devils with a razor and a silent day.
You deal with yours behind a mask.
I see past you.
Because I do the same.
I love you you know that?
Ill be your everything until you tell me to go away…
You have gone somewhere else…. You never want to talk anymore. Your not really how you used to be. We are so distant now and everything it’s breaking me down to the point where I want to scream and cry. Come back to me please. We’ve been dating for almost 2 years and now I feel like a stranger in your eyes. I know there’s no one else because that’s just not who you are. Something is wrong with you and you don’t give me a peak of what’s wrong so that I can help you….. Come back to me