Friday, March 4, 2011

You Deserve So Much More

I hate the way I make you cry.

I hate myself for not being able to bring myself to tell you the reasons why.

I envy those happy couples walking hand in hand.

I wonder if they have problems.

Or they must be Grammy-winning actors if they attempt to hide it so well.

I'm all in all a horrid GF to begin with.

I'm not good-looking.

I'm not rich.

I'm depressed.

I suffer from mood swings.

I'm sick.

You're everything I ever want.

But I don't think I can be your anything.

sometimes,

I wished you understand,even when I say nothing at all.

Or maybe this was a mistake from the start.

A beautiful mistake.

2:30 PM

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