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Sweetie, don 't you realize it?
Your breaking me, again.
I know you don 't do it intentionally,
But i can 't take it anymore.
We 've gotten alot better now,
We don 't fight half as much.
But the look in your eyes tells me,
That you know i 'm still hooked.
Tell me this is just a hoax,
Lie to me, if you must.
I can handle what i 've seen before,
But the truth from you might scare me.
Is there a single person who knows the truth,
Behind your f 'ed up lifestyle, and why you enjoy it?
Have you ever uttered the words " i 'm sorry ",
And acually meant them?
For years and years i 've been fighting the urge,
To scream out everything that ever kept me on edge.
How those nights you never called,
I knew you were with her.
( I always knew, Ooh Baby always )
You didn 't see it then, you couldn 't look past it.
All i was to you, was a pretty face to show.
I 'm more then that, Boy sure i am.
It took me a while, but i have you figured out.
It 's pathetic how i 'd always come running back,
No matter what you did, no matter how hard i cried.
Whats sadder then that, is the fact that i would,
come running back to you all over again.
All these note, all these poems, they were all for you.
I doubt you ever took the time to read any of them.
But then again, maybe you did read them,
Is that why you 'd shut your mouth while i spoke?
Cheaters never prosper! "
Wow, It 's such a load of crap.
You got everything you wanted,
And all you had to do, was break a couple hearts.
The only boy who could give nothing,
take everything, and still be content with his life.
How do you live with yourself knowning,
That you destroyed so many lives.
Does it even faze you, do you even care?
Would it make any difference,
If everyone walked away, for good.
Do you think you could make it on your own?
Cheriaa FKN Xavier.
summer '08
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