I would do anything and if you asked I'd lift the sun with my bare hands Scalding and never ending Leaving burns in its wake as it glows Skin almost boiling beneath it Your face turns in horror Bebe, no! I did this for you Disfigured and partially amputated I asked for nothing more than love Love was disgusted with me I tried to give you something beautiful It almost ended me instead But if I could do it all over I wouldn't change a single thing And then And then And then something miraculous happens You wrap your arms around me and lift the sun Alleviating my pain One magical kiss heals my wounds Your amused gaze cools my soul
Why is it constantly proved that I don't matter and yet I stay? How stupid am I? My heart was shattered and I was so alone and in pain. But as long as others are happy, then it's all okay. Why am I still here? We will always be held back. We wasted so many years just because he can't grow the fuck up. A real man doesn't need his mommy. We could've had years of living together if it weren't for that childish behaviour. We could've accomplished much more but instead I'm just sitting here waiting. Waiting for him to catch up. To grow the hell up. Where we can finally make plans that don't include "oh that's too far from my friends and family." Why am I not enough? No matter how many times he says I am; his childish acts prove otherwise. If I were enough he'd just fucking let go. He'd say let's at least give it a go. And if we go and don't like it at least we took a chance. At least nothing held us back from trying. I feel he holds me back from happiness. And it's not him. It's his immature need for his hometown ties.
Flowers and chocolates Dinners and movies Surprises and dresses Shoes and jewelry Things that every gal gets as a gift Except I. Little things matter, I know I appreciate them all, I swear But I want to wake up to flowers A necklace or maybe a ring No, no, not The Ring Just any ring would do The pair of boots I've really wanted A nice dress to go out in A surprise road trip with a bag of clothes already packed Wake up to the smell of pancakes and coffee Or even just a back massage without the usual groan when I ask for one Just one, pick one, I'm not asking for the world
But why do I get promises of being so important And treated less important than a friend I'm not a used forgotten toy I'm more so give me more You can't bake someone their favourite cake from scratch And always make an excuse when I ask for one
I'm a rose in a field of daisies At least that's what you made me believe The star of your show Your reason to smile Words fill the air like music in a silent movie Until others were around The two of us against the world Until you're bored and prefer the world It's vast oceans and mountains and secrets to explore So fascinating and adventurous While I'm such a bore These two personalities, I adore One loves me and the other dismisses me I'm sorry I'm not your One I'm sorry I fell in Love But then you return with understanding and promises With endearment and "forevers" in your warm embrace I cling hard to keep you longer because I fear Someday You will not return
If it were my family, I would just say the following: Look, that's how he feels and this is why (enter anxiety and awkward situations here.) You are always welcome to visit and if money is an issue, we can help with what we can for you to get a hotel. Or you can just come for a day trip. I apologize but after several visits, we've found this to be the best solution for everyone to make it a happy visit.