Why do I have these voices,
that linger in my mind.
Telling me the love I have,
I wasn’t meant to find.
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And how come these same voices,
whisper “he doesn’t really love you.”
I don’t want to believe them,
but what if it was true?
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They torture me,
the whole entire day.
And I wish I could get rid of them,
in any given way.
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I wish they’d go away,
and torture someone new.
But even though they won’t,
I’ll keep on loving you.
~*~ Jill ~*~