Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Unwanted

I have emotional needs well within reason, and aren't being met. I have a girlfriend, and yet I really don't. I understand what you're going through. But I don't wanna feel unwanted. I wanna feel everyday that you think of me. I wanna be with someone who really wants to care for me. I wanna be with her, who really wants me. You must know I deserve more. Perhaps you deserve even more than me.

Something good came along, but you're still unhappy. What's a simple girl like me to do? I just want you to be happy. But I want the same for me too. I was surprised you'd want me to yourself. But why, when you couldn't give me yourself. Happiness starts at the core. You can't give what you do not have. My love can't make you happy. Me and my stupid hopes.

You ignored me because you were too busy. And why do you hurry when you're on the phone with me? Love finds a way, no matter how crazy today goes. It makes time, and says it's there. It says "I wish you were here to make it all better." And says it again the next day. My love knocked and gave you chances. Now time passed, and I'm still unwanted. You say we are in a good place, but why am I now crying? Me and this cruel irony.

Happiness, love, relationships, emotions - They're all black and white. If it's grey for you now, then you need more time. Maybe there'll be a you and me together later. No commitments, just plain fun, a fair trade, no lovefests. I'm letting you off the hook. Let's date each other, even other people too. Maybe you'll find your smile again. Maybe you can find life's sweeter then. Maybe then you'd know and declare love. Live like there's no tomorrow.

Now the love is still burning, and a bucket of tears are still flowing. I barely know you, but it hurts like hell. I've never been on this side of love before. One that's willing to let you go. You and that big old wall.

You messed me up. You were not ready. You needed time. You don't really want me. Just say it, and you'd see me going. If you say no, then mean it. Love me like you've never been hurt before. Or love me more because you were.

I am not the same anymore. I'm in love, and I'm blinded. But I can do it, so can you. I want more, so I'll be strong. I can leave where unwanted. Give it to me like you really don't want me. Or meet me halfway if you do.

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