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Thing Called Love, I Can'T Speak

Writing Yet Again, grab my pad, I grab my pen, in deep thought I begin to write my feelings I hide within. Within the deepest part of my soul, These emotions I can't control, and yet my heart won't let you go, can't walk away and this you know. Deep inside my heart just bleeds, and now I'm always feeling weak, u ask me questions I can't speak, look you've done, done to me. It seems I'm always gettin jelous but baby boy I just can't help it, it's that thing called love, I thought u felt it. Everytime I hear a text I think it's her textin you that, and then you always turn ya back Juss to respond now what is that? You told me that u loved me now your walkin away from me, got me feeling like the dummy, and it hurts to know you'd leave me lonely. Yet and still I can't speak..... There's a lot of things I see, and I pretend that I don't peep, and u always lie to me, I guess I'm blinded by this love. This silly thing that we call love, no one said it'll hurt this much, knocks you down, don't help you up. That's the reason I can't speak... I'm always yearning for ya kiss, always dying for ya touch, always needed you to hold me,prolly cause I love you so damn much, and it Juss hurts cause you don't see. I always thought that you were perfect, thought that maybe you were worth it, and us two together was for a purpose, was this a BIG,BIG MISTAKE? Gave you my heart, you balled it up, And some how I still can't get enough, Have I really gotten weak? I've always had ya back since day one and that's a fact, now it's ya turn, and I get ya ass.... To kiss. I truly do believe a good girl you had indeed, somehow someway u dont need me, I was too blinded by your love. People always tried to tell me, let it go cause he's not worthy, worthy of ya love. And I'd Just sit and cry, I'd try and try to deny it, hoping you'd Just change, but I see that they were right. I stand putting up this fight, and I know you no longer like.... Me or even care. So now I'll let you walk away, still you'd be thought of everyday, I know I'll miss you Sooo damn much. But you were Just keepin me stressed always worried bout the rest, instead of being here and loving me. But this is what I once called love and swore I couldn't get enough, But here's from me to you, cause I can't speak.....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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