The Truth

How do I face the truth I know. You just sit here and act like I don’t. I know all the lies, hidden deep within those eyes.

A future as uncertain as the river runs. A handful of pain still left to come. You sit and smile high on your golden shelf,as I sit here constantly lying to myself.

I wonder how long this can go on? How long before the love is all gone? I’m not enough for you it’s clear to see, but I’ve given you all of me.

How much are you willing to give? Or is this the way you choose to live? Dying seems much easier to do, than know the truth I know about you.

I’m the one who is always wrong. I guess you were right all along. I thought I knew that this was true. The love we have, me and you. Just so many things I wish I knew.

The truth here is plain to my heart begins to bleed. I’m running in circles with nowhere to hide. Running from the truth that we’ve been living a lie.

Would you miss me if I wasn’t here? Would you long for me to be near? Am I an important part of your life? Or can you just push me to the side? I have these dreams of a future with you but do you want the things I do?

Is this just your temporary fix? Or is this a long term relationship? Do you see yourself with me through the good and bad or am I just another mistake in the past?

The truth I’m dying to’re heart I wish you would show. If you love me show me don’t let me break down… My body frozen to the ground…lift me up and tell me what I mean to you…or tell me that I’m not the one for you..

Last but not least you need to know that you are the one who feels my soul… I’ll love you always no matter what.. ’cause you’ll always have my heart.

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