2O.12.O9 I just keep getting hit from all sides Kiandra, let go. Knowingly and unknowingly. But something, everything inside of me is telling me Kiandra, hold on. Love. And not just that. The fact that he has no one else Mistakes he’s made have led him to this And no one chooses to forgive him But I have And I am. I will continue to Hold him up Be his crutch. Yes, I’m young, But, don’t forget, I’m in love. Crazy you may call me. Stupid even. But that won’t change or deter These feelings. Not even in these times of war Can I be held back I’ve got a driving force inside me Love is its source And you fail to acknowledge this And you persist With the subtle but not really Comments And taunts of disbelief. But I believe And I’ll continue to Because I’ve fallen for him Not you. I’ve fallen for him not physically Not mentally But somewhere from deeper inside of me It’s the call projected from beyond the psyche And it pulls me to him Him to me And we won’t let go We won’t No matter how hard it gets We’ve planned for years to come... Years to come. You see. I’ve cried myself to sleep. First time for everything. And it wasn’t from the pain that he caused It was from the hurt you’ve constantly inflicted upon me Because, truthfully, I’m at your mercy. The mercy you hold for him And since it’s none You hold nothing akin to compassion for me Because my heart is in his hands And as you verbally, wholeheartedly stomp on him You stomp me into little pieces. Tiny pieces that I’m having hell trying to pick up And I cry. I cry. Day in. Day out. Random moments in my days are ruined By your constant attack on us. You refuse to look beyond the negative And see what we COULD be. Give us a chance We can’t prove you wrong otherwise. He told me “Don’t worry, everything will be love,” And I would delight in my ability to submit to the belief of this statement But with your efforts I cannot Because it seems as if I love him, you can’t, don’t, won’t love me You don’t know what I’ve fallen for That which you can’t, don’t, won’t see And all that you can say is he’s not for me. But who are you to decide To judge Which one is the one? The one that can make me smile When I don’t want to The one that occupies my mind’s eye 24/7 And yes, I’ve fallen hard. This I’ve acknowledged a long time ago That which you refuse to understand Comprehend You cannot pull my heart away from his hand Because he has it And he will hold on tight Because he can’t take another broken heart And nor can I Would you prefer to take the light from my eyes? Can I take this risk? Can you, please, let me live The life bestowed upon me? That, yes, you did give This I understand And I know, I comprehend That you only want the best for me And I will continue to succeed Acknowledge that he, also, wants the best for me. But you can’t see. You say I’m blinded by love But you are, also, You’re blinded by love for your seed And you smother me To the point where I can’t breathe And I fight to take a deep breath of fresh air That your negativity hasn’t tainted And I flee... I flee to his arms. To him. I’m in love. In love with him. And you ask me over and over again What do you see in him? How did a smart, intelligent, bright girl like you fall for him? A hoodlum A gangster An undesirable A monster. Please understand that you can’t, don’t, won’t understand. Please know that it’s all the things that you can’t, don’t, won’t see. But, me? I see them perfectly. |
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