Wednesday, October 29, 2008

He said he doesn't trust me, that I "make sense", but I guess not enough

I let myself fall into the trap of if only's and wishful thinking

The potential of tomorrow numbs the loneliness of now

I am undone by you. UNDONE.

A few drinks and the comfort of my bed are all it takes to get you to share more than your smile with me

You tell me your secrets and your doubts and, in those moments, I find you beautiful

Say the things you've been wanting to say

Forget the hurt your words are sure to cause me

Be honest, even if it does make you the bad guy

Whisper truth in my ear for a change

Give me something other than your lies

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