I asked myself,
Which is better?
Change my self for her
Or be myself for me?I used to put her first
And forgot about
What's best for me.I realized I was living
But not for myself.
Hard it is to call that a life.
Some say it's romantic,
But I would rather live through that
Than have her out of my life.I would always wonder
What she would say
If she knew what i was feeling inside.Would she feel guilty about hurting me?
Would she say "it's all your fault"?
Would she abandon me
To spare me from future wounds?But whatever she would say,
I didn't really wanna know
Because i knew.
I knew it would end.All the suffering,
all the torment but also
All the laughs .Love is all that I had for her.
It would be gone
So would she,
And i can't accept.
I just can't,
So if i have to
I'll live in torment just to see her again.I would endure the pain of hell.
Out on the verge of death if it means
Loving you.~BeNelly~
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DeNells Dairies
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