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Post by MysticMind17 on Mar 5, 2003 0:27:59 GMT -5
I didn't want to love you. I didn't want to start. But you stole the key from me, you broke into my heart.
Now I'm afraid to love you. I'm too scared to take a chance. You try'd so hard to me me see, but I don't even want to glance.
You say you won't break my heart. But I don't want to trust you. If only I could lose this fear, if only if it was you who knew.
There's been so much pain inside. I wish I could let you know. About how I sat alone at night, and lost my endless glow.
The Last guy hurt me deeply. He left me with nothing. None to rely on, I stayed at home snuffing.
And Now you've come along. And expect me to love you. The reasons for my resistance, if only you knew.
I'm not fit to commit. It's a love that doesn't exsist. You stand by me and wonder, why does she resist.
There's been to much break in my heart. To give into temptation. I just want to love you, but it causes contemplation.
I just want to let go. It seems to hard for me. Baby keep on trying, cause I know where meant to be.
~Diana Brown
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Post by engarde on Mar 5, 2003 21:21:02 GMT -5
I like this, good conflict about wanting to and yet not quite being able to take the chance. Well said!
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Post by Maryann22 on Mar 9, 2003 22:18:40 GMT -5
sad but good
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