It
hurts so much because I love you,
It
hurts because ingenuously I care for your opinion,
It
hurts because you are a huge branch of my life.
It
hurts.
I
want, I wish, to resolve & not dissolve what we have.
I
never in my wildest nightmares think badly of or for you & so when you don’t
replicate the same feelings as mine, my emotions are in absolute shock &
give you the luxury of tearing up my tear glands.
I
know you think I am strong, and I am! & no one should use it against
them.
But
I am fragile too. I am fragile because I am young & always will be to you.
And
so when you don’t appreciate my willingness to resolve things but criticize my
ways, I can’t help but be hurt.
I am absolute hurt when you mean what you say & not just out of rage.
I
am terribly hurt when you use past instances of quarrel or indifferences as
weapons of further destruction.
I
am most hurt when I can’t even talk to the one person I feel I should be Able
to!
Why
do you not let this gap fill up?
Why
do you not realize I don’t want to fight?
Why
do you not try to approach this in an altered comportment?
Answer
to all my questions is Lack of Love & I know it.
We
are not poles apart & let us not be that way.
While
you lie asleep, I’m trying to recover,
As
much as I am strong, the missing love I try to discover.
Please
don’t push me away; I am your best friend from the gods,
Let’s
just laugh it off & not behave like clods.
I
am not here to fight, I am here to stay.
You
are my sister, my ally.
