Why do i push people away?
they try to get close but i run as fast as i can afraid of feeling the the burning hot dagger though my heart when they leave,
they always leave,
i so desperately want to love and be loved,
so why is this so hard?
wishing i could throw cation to the wind.
but my heart is busied and scorned by lovers past,
my love is pure and true,
made for one,
but i don't know who,
tiered of searching i lay down my head and wonder if its worth the uncertainty,
the tears that fall,
the months of recovery of a lover lost,
but what is life without love,
having no one to share those precious moments with,
waking up every morning to a smile on a face you adore,
with a person you couldn't possibly love anymore,
this is what i want and what i long for,
to love and to be loved forevermore.
