Friday, May 1, 2009

It's so attractive and sensual

I get it now.

I'm sorry I took you so seriously. I should have known better. I should have listened to my heart when it protested and said this is just a bad dream. I fall in love so seriously, so quickly. Maybe you're not like that and I still have a lot to learn about you. Do you want me to?

Now I'm hungry for your attention all the time. Which is unhealthy. I should have known better. I should have stopped at the start. Or I should have been careful.

Is there anything you can do to change this? I don't know. I don't think so. I'm heartbroken right now, once again. By the same type of person who did it the last time.

I give up on this silly love game. For good. I seriously can't take the stress in addition to everything else. I used to like it so much but now....I'm tired of lying to myself. I so tired of letting myself get swept away by people who can figure me out with a glance. I loved you. I think I still do. Or I'm just numb.

I meant it. Every word. Everything I said to you, I meant.
But you didn't seem to care.
You seemed cold, insensitive, distant, and neglectful.
Tell me what you really are. You keep avoiding this question and if I push it....you say things that only make me turn away.

I love you. I really do. Why?

You're intelligent, you're bold. You're beautiful. I wanted someone who would give me things to read, things to look up, things to learn. Even if it was about you, I wanted to know. I want to know everything about you. I could never get bored of you. But I think you're bored with me. I'm sorry. I'm trying to remember how to let the words flow from my mind, but I've been trained to not open up.

I'm not her.
I'm young, I just want to learn.
I want to learn how to please you.
I love you because I couldn't figure you out from the first conversation.
I love you because of your mind, what you've shown me so far. And if there was something bad about you, I would let you know how I felt about it.
I'm not a job. I'm not like everyone else. Stop trying to place and just try and see me for who I am. I'm a person. Weird as I may be, confusing at times, I'm original and I wish you would stop trying to force me under one of the names of your exes.

I'm half afraid you'll look at this and how you'll react. But you should know by now how I feel, and the other part of me feels that I need to let this out.

I love you.

She Wants Revenge- What I Want

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