Sometimes It Hurts
Sometimes it hurts
It hurts so bad, the need to love.
It hurts so much it feels like I’m ripping my own heart out
The strings of my heart tug and it’s like an emotional ripcord.
My heart tearing for the need
I need someone to hold me in their arms
The want, the desire for the heat
Passion is like a drug in an over-flowing cup
I need to satisfy
Like a hunger eating me up inside
Like a rollercoaster ride
I go up, I go down, round and round and round
With every high and low it goes to show
I care, I hope, I have dreams
I’m just a human being
Does loving someone who believes they don’t deserve it
Does that change anything?
It doesn’t change the feeling
I can still remember when we first met
The smell, the clothes, the hair, the look, the feel, the shoes you wore that night
I was changed
There is a whole new meaning to “Death do us part”
I remember the moment we met because… I love you.
Copyright © Francesca Redlich | Year Posted 2011
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