So take my hand,
And we'll make it.
I swear.
I should have just trusted you from the beginning.
It's not my fault that I have my doubts sometimes.
It's just sometimes you act a little differently,
And it scares me and it makes me think,
Maybe I'm doing something wrong, here.
I always assume I'm at fault for everything.
Because that's the way it's always been.
I can't help thinking that way,
Because most of the time,
I am usually the one to blame.
And I know you love me, baby.
And I love you too.
The feelings I have for you are stronger than any feelings I've ever had before.
And I can't deny that.
And all I want is for you to feel the same way about me.
And I just need to be reassured.
I put so much trust in you,
And I don't want it broken.
When you cry.
I die a little inside.
And I can't take it.
I just can't see you like that.
And I care so much about you.
Friday, November 6, 2009
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