I guess we are both tired
sometimes I look at aspects of life that are to be attained in the somewhat near future, hopefully,
and with the lack of love I feel for myself and the lack of effort from you
those ours turn to mines
and the things that I pictured doing with you no longer involve a duo
only a solo
its the exhaustion I sense, and I don't think its in my head, when you say I love you
its the lack of care I see when you and I both know there is something wrong
I go on rambling and you go on expressing empty apologies just for things to be alright
its the validation I seek from you because my mom doesn't know better with her loved ones
and the lack of openness when you talk about your feelings
crying in my lap with no explanation but
shoving yourself to the front of the line to listen to my problems
you see yourself as a savior maybe, not just my savior
for anyone who needs one
maybe that is just you being a good person
I guess I am the one who has this problem of wanting to feel special all the time
wanting to have someone now who loves me like you used to
I somehow learned to hate myself as you grew to love yourself
I don't know how this happened really
and when I play back the events of our story I get lost in all the amazing memories we have
and the few bad ones
forgetting all the little times that I felt criticized
belittled
and anything else that can drive a small needle through someones skin
just deep enough to feel the slightest bit of pain
I know you love me
but now I wish you would show me that you love me
I don't like asking and I hate opening up to you
and somehow when I tell you what makes me cry
too many tears
I am the one who says sorry
before you think about apologizing for things that have been said
things that have been done
sketching me out to be plagued with minor insanity as a significant other
when all I have ever wanted
and still do want
is someone to look at my lips and can't help but kiss them because the burning feeling of wanting something so much makes you feel like you are drowning
hear my voice and want to listen because it sounds as if someone is playing symphony
I say things I don't mean more often than I say things that I do
I honestly don't know why and I have to spend awhile trying to make
everything I say mean something
just so that I don't say the wrong thing
even though my mouth can't help but move too slow or too fast for
any sentence to be heard with intent
I wish you would have learned this by now
maybe you have and are just tired
I guess I am tired of making you feel tired
aggravated with my need for 'I love yous'
maybe its all in my head
but if I told you that
everything being all in my head
that would be the only part of my entire declamation of how I feel
that you would agree, covering your harm with a smile and a laugh
I tend to invalidate my own emotions but speak them with confidence just before
to lessen the blow of when I see the irritation spread through your body
ending with the last glance before you say your hollow 'im sorrys'
we were once beautiful and light
challenging and learning all in the same steps that we took together
inspiring one another and holding each other accountable
now a sense of comfort has taken over and I am the one that is tired
I wonder if it will be the day that I stop telling you when im angry
or I hide to cry on my lonesome
I hope we can fix this before that day comes
because with the list of everything that hurts my heart
I wonder if losing you would hurt even worse
I still love you
I guess we are both just tired.