The strange case of love
I get tired too.
I do because love ought to be fun.
It doesn’t have to hurt to feel good and I don’t have to feel like I’ve given up the world just to love you.
Besides, what makes this a pathetic story is the fact that you do not want my love and I’m so stupid, weak and foolish that I cant hold it back.
I think I cant help myself but I know I can because the first time I saw you,I didn’t really like you.
This is all a product of my mind. playing awful tricks on me.
Why would my mind decide that you are the best? why would my mind decide that there can be no other like you.
Take note of the fact that it has done this before. in alarming proportions.
So that’s why I’m begging it now.
After all,I got over the last one as I will over you.
If u could hurt me so bad and yet still I survived,then I can go through Somalia,Rwanda and hunger.
Strive,malice of unknown proportions.
Then I can go through whatever life throws at me and come out strong.
I wonder what I ever did wrong to like you.
Lets call it like cos it would be too much to akin such a thing to love.
There is no such a thing as what I felt for you.
Yet there we are,so many out there.
We have felt the way I feel,have given ourselves un conditionally
Same as throwing pearls at swine and yet we fail to see how they grovel our virtues like dirt.
We see I think but we cannot process the information.
Cannot draw the conclusion
I think in life,love is all about keeping your emotions to yourself and waiting for the right person to show it to.
Wait awhile my dear.i say to myself and to you.
Soon,someone will come who can appreciate all you have inside you.
For if you do look a little bit closely at the one you seem to givbe it all to somewhere in there you will realize or,better still tell yourself you already know---for u did anyway
He aint worth it.
I get tired too.
I do because love ought to be fun.
It doesn’t have to hurt to feel good and I don’t have to feel like I’ve given up the world just to love you.
Besides, what makes this a pathetic story is the fact that you do not want my love and I’m so stupid, weak and foolish that I cant hold it back.
I think I cant help myself but I know I can because the first time I saw you,I didn’t really like you.
This is all a product of my mind. playing awful tricks on me.
Why would my mind decide that you are the best? why would my mind decide that there can be no other like you.
Take note of the fact that it has done this before. in alarming proportions.
So that’s why I’m begging it now.
After all,I got over the last one as I will over you.
If u could hurt me so bad and yet still I survived,then I can go through Somalia,Rwanda and hunger.
Strive,malice of unknown proportions.
Then I can go through whatever life throws at me and come out strong.
I wonder what I ever did wrong to like you.
Lets call it like cos it would be too much to akin such a thing to love.
There is no such a thing as what I felt for you.
Yet there we are,so many out there.
We have felt the way I feel,have given ourselves un conditionally
Same as throwing pearls at swine and yet we fail to see how they grovel our virtues like dirt.
We see I think but we cannot process the information.
Cannot draw the conclusion
I think in life,love is all about keeping your emotions to yourself and waiting for the right person to show it to.
Wait awhile my dear.i say to myself and to you.
Soon,someone will come who can appreciate all you have inside you.
For if you do look a little bit closely at the one you seem to givbe it all to somewhere in there you will realize or,better still tell yourself you already know---for u did anyway
He aint worth it.
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