Inspired by Adele's "Someone like you" which made me cry oceans
Are you avoiding looking into me, avoiding seeing how broken you left me?
I'll pretend that I'm all ok, just so we can still laugh and talk together. But beneath this smile, this laugh, I am quietly mourning and crying about this broken love I carry, this twisted lust that no longer I will let be expressed.
My dearest love, yes I still dare call you this,
we are both so broken, so beaten by our lives, so depressed, so desperately clinging on to life and trying not to be afraid.
How could we even believe the feelings we hold for each other, when we are both so incredibly broken? How could we believe that we could create the beautiful dreams we had together?
I'm sober now dear. I see the problems, the fact that when you look at me, I wish you hadn't, because you don't look at me like you used to.
The hangover is killing me. So often I am desperately crying in the shower, hoping you won't hear it, but also hoping you will run to my rescue. Seeing you right here in front of me, and not being able to connect to you, to even touch you, being shut out from you, is the most painful thing in the world. It makes me wish I could just make-believe, just kid myself that you aren't the amazing man you are.
Crying is like throwing up, but I still feel nauseous and still ache. Being held by you, you trying desperately to make me feel better, to fix what we broke, only hurts even more. No matter how hard you try, you can't make this better. You can't be, can't feel what i desperately wish you did.
Beautiful, the only man I could imagine being with,
don't ask me to smile anytime soon
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Written on 2011-03-19 at 22:49
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"Someone like you"
Your eyes never meet mine anymore.Are you avoiding looking into me, avoiding seeing how broken you left me?
I'll pretend that I'm all ok, just so we can still laugh and talk together. But beneath this smile, this laugh, I am quietly mourning and crying about this broken love I carry, this twisted lust that no longer I will let be expressed.
My dearest love, yes I still dare call you this,
we are both so broken, so beaten by our lives, so depressed, so desperately clinging on to life and trying not to be afraid.
How could we even believe the feelings we hold for each other, when we are both so incredibly broken? How could we believe that we could create the beautiful dreams we had together?
I'm sober now dear. I see the problems, the fact that when you look at me, I wish you hadn't, because you don't look at me like you used to.
The hangover is killing me. So often I am desperately crying in the shower, hoping you won't hear it, but also hoping you will run to my rescue. Seeing you right here in front of me, and not being able to connect to you, to even touch you, being shut out from you, is the most painful thing in the world. It makes me wish I could just make-believe, just kid myself that you aren't the amazing man you are.
Crying is like throwing up, but I still feel nauseous and still ache. Being held by you, you trying desperately to make me feel better, to fix what we broke, only hurts even more. No matter how hard you try, you can't make this better. You can't be, can't feel what i desperately wish you did.
Beautiful, the only man I could imagine being with,
don't ask me to smile anytime soon
Words by SecretWords
Read 482 times
Written on 2011-03-19 at 22:49
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