Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Motive.

My motive is not your beauty,
My love is not limited to when we're together.
You're not aware of the times i cried,
out of pure love, the one i could never express.
Out of pure hate, for myself, letting you go.
I had this choice, i made without thinking through.
here i am, writing this. crying. thinking about you.
Remebering how i made you feel like a princess,
There is this need for you, right now. i supress.
I loved you so much all i did was watch you sleep.
Brush your hair that tickled your eyes,
Feel your breathe down my neck,
As i held you while you snored softly.
The pleasant cooing never stopped.
but now the tears start coming, i don't think i've ever stopped,
loving you is all i ever did, all that felt perfect.
Youre like a dream i regret waking up from.
Youre like a train of thought, right now, derailed.
My love for you is unimaginable.
my love for you is true.
My motives are clean.
I know you hate me right now, but i still love you.

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