It Hurts
I keep trying to tell my self
I love you but it almost
makes me cry when
I try to say it
It hurts, my love for you
hurts
You have let me down
Turned your back and left
But I could never speak the words
"I hate you."
The tears I cry are from
the pain you make me fell
I can't stand the things you do
You've made me fell like nothing
But in the end I know I would
be lost with out you.
I try to tell myself I hate
you
I try to say I'm better off
without you
But in the end I still hurt
My heart, body, and soul
hurt.
Copyright © Trina Aiken | Year Posted 2010
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