Avec Amour.

Impossible.

I sit awake and I wonder if I am what is really on your mind. I question everything about you. I don’t trust a single word you speak nor do I believe your kisses. Yet, here I am… waiting for your call; dreaming of your touch. From the beginning you’ve had me it seems as if we fall into a pattern. We are inseparable; you push me away… when I am almost gone you reach your hand out to pick me up. I grab it. It all starts over again. My pain is what pushes you away. The more I ache the farther you go… I become happy and your right there next to me to make me feel the pain once more. Sometimes I wish I had the courage to let you go completely. I don’t. One day maybe I’ll be strong enough to just let you go. Until then no matter what it will be you and I. I wish one of us was strong enough to end this. </3