Tell me that you love me

Posted on Sunday, January 15th, 2012 @ 3:54 pm by Freaky Deaky.
Categories: Dating, Open Letters, Personal.

I want to call the stars
Down from the sky
I want to live a day
That never dies
I want to change the world
Only for you
All the impossible
I want to do

I want to hold you close
Under the rain
I want to kiss your smile
And feel the pain
I know what’s beautiful
Looking at you
In a world of lies
You are the truth

And baby
Every time you touch me
I become a hero
I’ll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you hope for
Nothing is above me
I’m shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me

I want to make you see
Just what I was
Show you the loneliness
And what it does
You walked into my life
To stop my tears
Everything’s easy now
I have you here

And baby
Every time you touch me
I become a hero
I’ll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you ask for
Nothing is above me
I’m shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me

In a world without you
I would always hunger
All I need is your love to make me stronger

And baby
Every time you touch me
I become a hero
I’ll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you ask for
Nothing is above me
I’m shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me

You love me
When you tell me that you love me

I’m kind of lost (maybe trapped) in my thoughts today.  I wish it was as easy for me to get over people as it is for them to get over me.  Maybe I should’ve started sooner like they did.  Yep, that might be it.  I hate that I still have the feelings I do.  I hate that I was stupid enough to open my heart only to get hurt and abandoned…yet again.  I hate that I still love her.  I hate hearing those voices in my head taunting me, asking why the hell do I think I get a happy ending?  I’m obviously broken, damaged, defective, possibly beyond any hope of repair.  I hate that I keep seeking what probably isn’t meant for me.  I could really use a vice or two to abuse.  It really would help.  Even with all of that said, I still want a love like the song.  Hopeless romantic or hopeless fool?  Wish I could strangle one and shoot the other.  Let me find something to get my mind off of these thoughts.

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