Sometimes

Sometimes I feel hurt; it hurts me deep inside,
I feel like there’s no love, for me your love has died,
I go all quiet and squeamish, what have I done? Why?
My mind is filled with thought; they worsen as time goes by,
I try to make you hurt, to feel just like I do,
Too make you ask those questions, that go through my mind too,
I wonder about those things you said, those promises you made,
Then think about the future, and if my love will fade...

Then you look me in the eyes, I lose all trace of time,
Loves resides where doubt once was, those three little words you mime,
The hardest thing to ever say, I love you,
They bring so much joy, and who ever knew,
Love could make me feel this way...

I love you to, I replied, while grabbing his hand in mine,
kissing his forehead, knowing my feelings I can ever deny,
Though it hurts to love sometimes, when doubt fills your mind,
I would gladly sacrifice everything, for a love like this to find...