As much as I long to hear it it eases my mind to realize the reason you can’t say you love me is because you do
I took the blame
And you were happy to let me
My eyes ache And I can’t tell if it is from lack of sleep Or all the crying But either way I blame you
How can you let doubt lead you the way you do?
How can a man so spectacular in so many ways feel so inadequate?
I know my attempts to enlighten you to your own greatness fall on deaf ears
I know you believe I see you through love’s eye so my view is skewed You forget that I haven’t always loved you, But I have always thought you a great man
how can i feel so empty and yet so full all at once