I hate naming these things.

I hate naming these things.

A Poem by justbreathe

I can feel how much you want to love me.

It hits me square in the face

Every single time.

And I know you think you know me

How you think you can save me.

You can't.

It's not that easy.

i can't love you.

i won't love you.

i rufuse.

Because I've been there before,

and guess what?

I barely made it out alive.

But every now and then,

 i find myself wondering what it would be like..

To be with somebody who cares deeply for me.

To be with somebody who won't give up.

How do i know that person is you?

You don't even know what keeps me awake at night.

Love is a game.

It's risky,

and my heart is on the line.

Not to mention i still have dreams about my past.

Is that wrong?

There's still so much you don't know about me.

But who knows,

maybe you'll climb the fortress i've regretfully placed around myself, and rescue me.

Everybody needs saving once in a while.

At least that' what they keep telling me.



© 2012 justbreathe

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Added on August 20, 2012
Last Updated on August 20, 2012