My dearest Raven, To my lover, A grieving heart seems to reach out into the darkness for so many questions that plague it. Memories flash, feelings flash yet...there is only darkness. Darkness? How can darkness be found out of the light of an angel? I can't make you love me... You say you do love me, you say that you want more but it comes with so many doubts and fears. What is there to fear? I'm beginning to feel as if I'm forced into terms that I don't want...yet, what choice to I have? I could force myself into submission on the only dominate aspect of my life...or I could fight. You can't make me fight... A part time lover, I wasn't sure that was me until your words came too little, too late. You profess your love, your heart, you say I'm what you want... It feels like I'm nothing. I want you in my life fully, I don't want to hide things from you but I truly don't want to hurt you ever. You used to be my confidant and now you've made me a liar. I wish I could erase all your doubts and fears and drag you back into our world where everything is alright. You are causing me to doubt myself... Perhaps, backing away was the wrong thing to do...but I did what I thought I needed to do to let you have your time. We're perfect for each other...you can drag me into your misery. I wish I knew whether I'm just another piece of your life that you will run away from, that you will beat yourself up about me until you finally walk away. I hope not though. Go ahead and walk away, I was stupid as think that I was worth your time anyway. Someone who is so wonderful shouldn't have to worry so much, and I'm sorry I make you worry so... Maybe, if I'm lucky, you won't have to worry anymore about me... Whenever I was with you, I felt so strong, I felt invincible...like I could rule the world. Now I rule nothing, I'm alone, and I've given up. We can weather this storm right? It's just one more day and we'll hit the reset button, right? What I mean is, we'll pretend it never happened. I'll still love you, though. All my love, All my whatever is left since I can't really feel anything right now, Your DLS Your overly emotionally attached whore.
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