Sometimes nothing and no one can lift our spirits. Our inner cheerleader may also go into hiding. But he or she is there, somewhere, and perhaps for respect of your every emotion it has taken a step back. Don’t be discouraged if it doesn’t come right back.
Today I feel like crying because life doesn’t get me because I don’t get life because my emotions are eating me alive. Today I want to cry because I don’t know when to go, I don’t know when to stop. And there’s no clear direction, no clear path. Tell me a story, a happy one…
I could hold your hand while you kiss my face Slowly giving in to temptation. Like last night, come on over and steal a kiss. Forget about the world; just you and me. Make it sweet, make it worthwhile. Two bodies in flame, could be a while. Touch you again kiss passionately through the night….
Wounded heart for sale. It’s stopped believing, but it’s still huge and caring. May fall in love easily, but at times is incapable of loving. It is wounded and it aches, but still beating. Fragile: please treat with care.
We’re not perfect Do you ever wonder why we’re holding on to this anger? I haven’t forgotten what we’re fighting for But I’m starting to wonder if it’s worth it anymore. I want the you I used to know back I’m not willing to forget, just willing to forgive Or is it the other way…