I could never say it face to face. Pride grips my tongue. Foolishness fills my heart. Madness seizes my mind. And all I can ever manage to say is "I don't care" but God knows it is a lie.
I care for you. I care what you do, when you do it and how you do it. I care if you're in my life. I care. I don't know why when I care the most, I yell the loudest. I can't explain why when I want you closer I only end up pushing you away. I don't know what happened to us. And I don't know how to fix it. The fear is that it cannot be fixed.
I could never say it face to face, but I miss you so badly. No, not just how you made me feel. No, not just having someone here. I miss how you smell, the sound of your voice, the feel of your skin, the weird noises you make when you're sleeping, the way you leave your socks all over the house. It was a house when you were in it. All the complaining I did, I was ignorant. I didn't know what I was doing, didn't know what I had, didn't know how petty it all really was. Now, we're done. There is no more us. All that is left is memories of mistakes I made and opportunities and love I missed. And the worst part is I cannot go and establish that with someone else because the words ended the relationship but they did not change the love in my heart.
Ladies, join me at Your Healing Partner to find relief from the things that ail us and plague us. You won't be sorry. Sisterhood is your way to freedom and joy and redemption. God still has a plan!
I care for you. I care what you do, when you do it and how you do it. I care if you're in my life. I care. I don't know why when I care the most, I yell the loudest. I can't explain why when I want you closer I only end up pushing you away. I don't know what happened to us. And I don't know how to fix it. The fear is that it cannot be fixed.
I could never say it face to face, but I miss you so badly. No, not just how you made me feel. No, not just having someone here. I miss how you smell, the sound of your voice, the feel of your skin, the weird noises you make when you're sleeping, the way you leave your socks all over the house. It was a house when you were in it. All the complaining I did, I was ignorant. I didn't know what I was doing, didn't know what I had, didn't know how petty it all really was. Now, we're done. There is no more us. All that is left is memories of mistakes I made and opportunities and love I missed. And the worst part is I cannot go and establish that with someone else because the words ended the relationship but they did not change the love in my heart.
Ladies, join me at Your Healing Partner to find relief from the things that ail us and plague us. You won't be sorry. Sisterhood is your way to freedom and joy and redemption. God still has a plan!
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