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If it´s up to me you´ll never know…
Who you were
What I meant to you.
If you don´t remember, I will not tell you.
Because it was in another life…
Because it will no longer make a diference.
If you think you hurt now…
Be grateful that you don´t know…
It´ll hurt so much more.
That´s the beauty of a fresh start
You forget… You move on.
But you haven´t…
At least not as well as you would want to,
As I would want you to.
I so desperately want your happiness
It hurts to watch you...
Alone...
Lost...
Desperate.
You don´t know what you want.
Though you may seem to know what you´re doing.
You´re lost.
A little boy´s dreams, a prayer and hollow faith.
You never did quite know when to give up.
It´s best you don´t know…
It´s best you never remember…
The best of the secret will keep you warm in your dreams
And i´ll keep you in my prayers.
6 comments:
At long last, a post. It's of no particular interest to me however. What I really like is to read your stuff, and at times, thru your texts, pic your brain a bit.
Come back, you've been missed
Thanks Clairvoyant... I´ve missed being here... I won´t make promises, but I believe i´ll be investing more time in my blog from now on. =)
Thanks Clairvoyant... I´ve missed being here... I won´t make promises, but I believe i´ll be investing more time in my blog from now on. =)
Carlita... beautiful as always!
I know the feeling of this post!!But I would rather know the truth & hurt then live wondering what that truth/secret might be...
I share your desire in wanting to know... even when it hurts, regardless of the consequences...
Gut I´ve learnt that ignorance is bliss and to avoid another person´s misery I play by omission.
However...
If you want to know, first you need to ask the right questions and then you deal with the answers.
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