Hurt

Your words keep flashing back to me… When you’ve said that “You don’t love me”… You said you don’t know when the time will be… To feel the love for someone like me… My tears began to fall that day As I heard the stinging words you say I felt the shame and feeling so down… But I tried to understand somehow… It hurts me more as the day goes by Knowing, “No love, from you” as I walked by More painful than unintentional hurting Where each day I’m hoping for some loving… ------- The ache inside of me, I guess I deserve… I am aware and I accept my mistakes.. But I am human, I am not a Saint.. I have weaknesses, and I am not too brave… I may be different from all others But this is “I” the real “I am” and no other.. “I love you… but you don’t love me..” What would my feelings be? I wish and hope to wake up one day.. For this love I feel will go away Or fade like the scars on my face So I won’t feel sick on each day of my race… ------- Today, I guess the rope just fade away My eyes can’t see, my hands can’t grasp I am numb, there's nothing to pull …but I really do love that fool…