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my fucked up head Love...sometimes is not enough
You always hear it...but you dont always believe it
Tears come from no where just for you
Tears run down just for you
But its just not enough
always there for you ... but you just cant be there for me
Its over
im done
Just when im over it
Just when i start getting over u...
you decide to bless me with ur call....
I cant do this anymore
Im done with you
How can you hurt the one you love over and over again....
Why is it that i put myself in this position over and over again?
What's wrong with me...what's wrong with you...what's wrong with us....
Just not enough.
For once I would love to know what would be enough.
This kiss.
These hands.
My words.
Our shared promises.
The history.
The chemistry.
Stupid mistakes just to fix broken doors.
To step back inside over the threshold to see with our own eyes where it all went wrong.
Hopeless romantics.
They are petroleum.
We hold the match, but can't seem to extinguish the flame.
Douse this love.
They are all one and the same.
Loved your poem. =^.^=
It hit home with me.
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo