Im Wondering.

Friday, November 3

by all means. why couldnt love just kill me.
u noe all the right things to say .
u said it was me, ur words are gold with thorns
u took my hand and said i love u.
is it just another love game im in.
im sure its eternity, but i didnt thought it would tore just like this.
maybe, i belong to me. Only me.
if im being truthful is wrong- correct me?
since its all in this possesion i wouldnt be afraid to have another goodbye.
i gotta to let u noe before i let u in baby.
i give u all my love but im not giving up whats left of me.
when i see myself in the mirror i can only see my own reflection
nothing else but pain. PAIN,
no. u dont have to wait just leave?
i dont wan another heart break.
just Dont Fool me, im not to be FOOLED again.
if im one step closer to eternity why is it ending already?
.maybe i didnt gave u everything.
but why u need my everything when u have me?
if im not commited to love u. i wouldnt force u to love me.
ur eyes tells me that u need me ,
but its not sincere to make me feel all so right .
when i cant find u trusting me all this while.
U JUST CANT TRUST ME
u told me how proud u were to have me by ur side
were that all just lies?
would U TAKE AWAY MY PAIN?
sometimes i wana call u but u werent there
and ive always been pleasing u.
does my heart plays a part in ur life or just APART?
been thru just about everything that i could go thru wen it comes to relationship
why i aint listening when i told myself that was it
and here i go hurt again. cos of my curiosity??
i made a promise never to settle why didnt i keep it?
cos i needed all the crying and fooling around?
its a shame in a way cus i feel that i may not ever find the right one for me
Did I leave him, is he still right in front of my face?
Will my true love ever be?
Why would I go on a search again
When I know what the end will be
What good is love when it keeps on hurting me???
here i am pouring out my feelings isnt it sad when all u see is priceless....
nothing in this world would change love into anything else. other then Love itself.

Irna.

forget these things
we swore we meant;