Still trying to find the love.
Where does it all go?
I can't feel it.
Even when you're here I know you are in a million different places.
It pushed me away.
I guess I only like when I'm the main focus.
But still I love you.
And I love to support you.
I couldn't think of a better man to take care of and challenge.
Tell why my heart won't open.
Tell me where you are when I bring in negativity and spew out garbage.
Why am I still killing myself over the past and the future?
I found clarity of love in you.
It became more simple.
Thus making me more stable and balanced. I felt love and kinda knew what it was.
I'm on this journey of discovery.
It's you and me babe, against the world.
Anything we face now it's together, there's a bond I can't explain.
Why should I have to?
I live in this bubble with you and him.
We're a happy family, were a new kind of classic.
I see smiles and warmth and laughter.
I can't verbalize the feeling.
But somehow this house is a home even if it's little or small or big or expensive.
I found my partner to walk through this life with. I absolutely love you.
Yes my mouth is shut. I'll never tell our secrets. We all try the best we possibly can. But it feels like I'm drowning. I'm in this dark place where my heart is broken. I'm sorry you caught me at a bad time, can we just talk later. There are only a couple of things that calm me these days. I love you dearly. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I let you down. I look up just to look down. You don't even reach me like you used to, you don't even know me anymore. But how could you? Really, how could you? To say I love you is an understatement. I need you, but you aren't all I need. It can't just be you, because what about me. I sit sad and lonely after 8 o clock and I wonder how am I supposed to function for the rest of my life. What is happiness? What is content? To say I love you is an understatement because I need you. I don't even know why I'm unhappy anymore. It's a quiet murmuring now. It's not chaos and uproar. It's a silent death. Cause I feel my soul escaping me more and more each day.
I watch as you reach up high for all the things I could never see. Your eyes filled with some type of responsibility. You take care of me. I'm loved and cared for much more than I'm used to. Oh dear why are you here for me? Tired eyes cry fake tears. This frustration is hitting me. My soul turns a little brown and my smile fades each week. No one gets the place I see myself in these days. I take your hand as we rush across the street. I never felt my heart flutter like this. How can we be so young yet our love feels so old and timeless. I look around for the punch line, waiting for it to drop, but it never does. I guess love is a ton of layers no one ever speaks of. I wish they'd say everything I've thought of.
