Angelight
Bluelighter
You kissed my face and wanted me to smile.
God knows, that i did..i wish i didn't.
You look at me with those eyes you think you can still throw at me, try and make me remember how you stepped on my heart.
You think you could be happy for me, and my life, my accomplishments, my ability to love someone esle more than i ever loved you... but no...you still put me down with those sad eyes you used to throw at me.
Wanting me to baby you like i always did.
I was the one that should have been babied.
I can see you cringe at the fact that i'm somewhat happy in this state of mind.
You throw your hands around me like i am supposed to embrace you, and i do, and i cringe. Touching you will never feel good again.
Complain a little more, about how your new girlfriend loves you more than she should. You'll never change. Poor you...you'll break her heart too.
So i rant and rant about how i wish i could smack you across the face, and yet i still feel bad for you.
I would like to smack myself for even thinking it.
Its not your fault your so manipulative, sorry, sad and stupid.
Its not my fault i have this dumb soft spot.
You always love the ones that hurt you most.
I guess thats why i loved you...
So i saw you again today, how is it you know just when to show up...go away already.
Your so lost, so miserable, so go wipe that grin off your face already...i am no longer your puppet...i am me.
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"A meeting between two beings who complete one another, who are made for each other, borders already, in my opinion, on a miracle."
[This message has been edited by Angelight (edited 18 April 2001).]
God knows, that i did..i wish i didn't.
You look at me with those eyes you think you can still throw at me, try and make me remember how you stepped on my heart.
You think you could be happy for me, and my life, my accomplishments, my ability to love someone esle more than i ever loved you... but no...you still put me down with those sad eyes you used to throw at me.
Wanting me to baby you like i always did.
I was the one that should have been babied.
I can see you cringe at the fact that i'm somewhat happy in this state of mind.
You throw your hands around me like i am supposed to embrace you, and i do, and i cringe. Touching you will never feel good again.
Complain a little more, about how your new girlfriend loves you more than she should. You'll never change. Poor you...you'll break her heart too.
So i rant and rant about how i wish i could smack you across the face, and yet i still feel bad for you.
I would like to smack myself for even thinking it.
Its not your fault your so manipulative, sorry, sad and stupid.
Its not my fault i have this dumb soft spot.
You always love the ones that hurt you most.
I guess thats why i loved you...
So i saw you again today, how is it you know just when to show up...go away already.
Your so lost, so miserable, so go wipe that grin off your face already...i am no longer your puppet...i am me.
~~~~~~~
------------------
"A meeting between two beings who complete one another, who are made for each other, borders already, in my opinion, on a miracle."
[This message has been edited by Angelight (edited 18 April 2001).]
