Saturday, June 5, 2010

STOP USING PLEASE

I tell you I love you all the time.
I can joke and laugh with you.
But for some reason the most important things I should be able to say I cant.
I wish I was strong enough to tell you everything.
To tell you what you do everyday isn't just wrong but scary.
I worry about you so much.
I know you would laugh and shrug it off.
Im the little one,
I am the 'good' one,
I don't know what I am talking about,
everything is under control,
I am always the worrier.
But good God I could punch you.
I want to shake you so hard.
I want to wrap my arms around you so tight and make you see you don't need this.
It kills me to see this.
I love you more than I could ever explain,
and if I wasn't afraid of you hating me I would force you to see.
But I am not strong...
and you wont listen.
I hope you will just realise all this on your own,
even though I know you wont.