- Don't Give It Up -
You know , I always have something objective to say about , well , anything . Mostly, about love. You know , no matter how many times I say it hurts, it always finds a way to make me love it again. Yes, I'm talking about Greg. He's lied, and hurt me a lot. Yet , I can't let him go. No matter how much I feel like I want to , I can't. Because I need him. You may or may not believe me, since I am 16, and we have only been together for 6 and a half months, but I do need him. Reason? He makes me feel like I'm on cloud nine. He's the one I want to fight with, make mistakes with, live with, ans just be with. Because when you find something this strong, don't be stubborn and fight it off, because you may not believe its true. That nothing can be this , real. But it can . Not everything will be false. Not every feeling is fake. Not every move is wrong. So take hold of the situation. And for all those girls who've got a great man, get them on the phone and let them know how much they mean to you. Because in the end , everyone needs to hear how special they are to someone .
- Progression -
some say love is pure , some say love is kind,
some say love forgives and is blind.
some say love only happens once , that hurt is worth the while ,
but what happens when it leaves you in denial ?
some say love forgives and is blind.
some say love only happens once , that hurt is worth the while ,
but what happens when it leaves you in denial ?
You know , its never occurred to me why people say love can be the worst pain, and how you do crazy stupid things when your in love. As far as I knew , i didn't know a thing . I've never felt that pain , and I've never done anything out of the ordinary ( you know , my normal abnormality , that is (; ) . However, i believe it was because I have never really felt LOVE . Until now .
GTB , the cause.
Motive? Love .
COD ? love overdrive.
TOD? few weeks ago.
Motive? Love .
COD ? love overdrive.
TOD? few weeks ago.
GTB = boyfriend
COD = cause of death ( or devestation, since I'm breathing , )
TOD = time of death ( you know " " )
Point to the criminal lingo ? Ive felt the pain. Yep, me. Turns out i was totaly oblivious to what was going on. Turns out its okay to go to another girl and say you love them and you wanna do things with them ( you know ... ) . For a while I thought it was my fault , that I wasn't good enough, so he had to do that . But i realized , I'm not the one to blame . He is . She is . I had put my heart and soul into a relationship that was falling apart at the seams . But what can you do ? How many sorry's does it take to mend a broken heart; how many excuses does it take to make it all okay; how many lies does it take to push you off the edge? The answer ? I have no clue . I dont know how many sorry's it will take to put the pieces back together. I dont know how many excuses I'm willing to listen to. I dont know if I can take another lie, since im already hung out over the edge. What I need is for he to obtain a rope. A rope to wich he will be able to hoist me back over and out away form that edge. I am convinced he can do it , I'm just not quite sure how or when. For now, you ask , I am tightly holding on to the ledge. I mean after all , you get a pretty good view. As I gaze upon the scenery, I see my dreams, my fears, my hopes, my dreams, my everything. I got a clearer view of what I need. And that is happyness. I have found it, truely. Yet , it needs improvement. But I am strong. I know I can make it and hold on a while longer. I believe in who I am and what I do. Therefor, I know I will be happy with the people who surround me . He will change, progression is beginning. The heart is mending. The truth is revealing. The love is warming. The world isn't ending.
COD = cause of death ( or devestation, since I'm breathing , )
TOD = time of death ( you know " " )
Point to the criminal lingo ? Ive felt the pain. Yep, me. Turns out i was totaly oblivious to what was going on. Turns out its okay to go to another girl and say you love them and you wanna do things with them ( you know ... ) . For a while I thought it was my fault , that I wasn't good enough, so he had to do that . But i realized , I'm not the one to blame . He is . She is . I had put my heart and soul into a relationship that was falling apart at the seams . But what can you do ? How many sorry's does it take to mend a broken heart; how many excuses does it take to make it all okay; how many lies does it take to push you off the edge? The answer ? I have no clue . I dont know how many sorry's it will take to put the pieces back together. I dont know how many excuses I'm willing to listen to. I dont know if I can take another lie, since im already hung out over the edge. What I need is for he to obtain a rope. A rope to wich he will be able to hoist me back over and out away form that edge. I am convinced he can do it , I'm just not quite sure how or when. For now, you ask , I am tightly holding on to the ledge. I mean after all , you get a pretty good view. As I gaze upon the scenery, I see my dreams, my fears, my hopes, my dreams, my everything. I got a clearer view of what I need. And that is happyness. I have found it, truely. Yet , it needs improvement. But I am strong. I know I can make it and hold on a while longer. I believe in who I am and what I do. Therefor, I know I will be happy with the people who surround me . He will change, progression is beginning. The heart is mending. The truth is revealing. The love is warming. The world isn't ending.
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