Begging For Change
I’m as hopeless as a romantic… and hopeless as a lover…
I long for something I will truly never have… that one person I will always think of, but will never belong to me…not truly mine.
I’m Sorry I’m sorry… I’m sorry for the words left unsaid. I’m sorry for the things that happened. I’m sorry that we were so naive; we thought we were invincible. I’m sorry that somewhere along the way things broke. I’m sorry for what I didn’t do. I’m sorry for what I could’ve done. I’m sorry for what I should’ve done better. I’m sorry we both changed. I’m sorry I can’t take anything back. I’m sorry I can’t be who you want. I’m sorry you aren’t what I actually need. I’m sorry we both taught each other bitter-sweet lessons. But most of all, I’m sorry we can longer be in each other’s lives. I still love…and for that I’m also sorry, but I can’t do anything to stop. Because I still love you…
True love doesn’t have a happy ending, it’s because true love doesn’t have an ending.
When I say “I’m fine” I want someone to look at me deeply and say “Tell the truth”
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