I'M Her...
Her love is like a raging fire, leaving it’s mark but it must frighten him,
Because he has her wrapped with wire, but constantly leaving her to sink with in.
She needs him now holding onto every moment, but he keeps letting it pass by him
It’s so clear to her he’s the one, but love frightens him.
He must feel it to, cause her fire reflects in his eyes,
She’s left a mark, but he doesn’t understand the beauty he feels for her inside.
He can’t understand the happiness, it is just so beautiful,
Her love stays strong and solid, though he pushes her away.
He was hurt so badly, when I think of it I get so mad,
Never once have I led him a stray, and yet I’m there day after day,
He just doesn’t see, that my love is as sweet as honey from a bee,
I’m not the one who hurt him, so I try to tell myself he’s the one losing not me.
I want you to finally see, that's me, the girl standing in front of you today,
the one who you can scream and lose control with, the one whose seen you on your worst
behavior and worst days, the one who knows your nasty habits, and can still think you’re
the cutest cuter then rabbits.
The girl who you always confide in, that girl who sees you through hard times,
the girl who sticks with you through thick and thin, and if your sinking jumps in to help
you swim, doesn’t care if it means her drowning too, as long as she’s beside you.
Open your eyes, stop just looking, and actually see,
She’s me, that’s me, I’m her…
Copyright © Mariel Spencer | Year Posted 2007
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