& When I Cant Think Of A Title

[Tasslehoff]

I want to txt, or send you a message..

But I know I shouldnt.

Does this make me weak?

Or are you just stronger?

Time will tell, Even if it stands still now.

I always have the wrong words.

I dont deserve the perfection that lies behind your smile.

I fight to survive this struggle, to only realize how weak I trully am.

I was told over & over again to stay strong.

Let things be & let them run their own path.

Yet here we go again, down the same path.

Fighting the same struggles as before.

When will we learn, better yet when will we just admit.

Maybe we need to let go & be what we want to be..

Just a thought..

 

Ill Be Waiting.

 

Cause I cant look at your face anymore.

I stayed positive in your words.

I knew they werent hollow, but now the doubts clog my mind.

I not him, but the reminders are all the same.

You are not her, but the doubts and fears are all the same.

We fight for each other, against each other.

There is no chance to win.

But I dont want to loose.

I fight the reality these words bring upon my heart.

I fear the outcome it brings upon our relationship.

A part of me dies knowing I may never get another kiss.

I care way too much for our own good.

I wanted to run away, and I guess it would have been wise.

No matter how strong I pretend to be, Im weak underneath your thumb.

Invisible I will become, What you cant see cant hurt you they say..

Invisible.. Its the answer.