I cannot be the only one,
who needs to hear “I love you.”
And trust that if I tell you that,
I’m always thinking of you.
I tell you how I feel about you,
every chance I get,
I know that sometimes things get tough,
and people can forget.
But you rarely ever tell me,
and I have to wonder why.
It’s not that you weren’t good to me,
you were extremely kind.
You showed your love through actions,
and loyalty in the past,
I appreciated all of that although it didn’t last.
I don’t mean to sound greedy,
and I’ll be grateful to you,
for as long as I shall live.
I do believe you did your best,
I know how hard you tried.
But waiting forever for those three words,
is a pain that’s hard to hide.
You’ve told me lots of other things,
many nice and sweet,
but none of them can quite replace,
“I love you” in my mind.
You used to tell me those three words,
you weren’t shy at all.
So what’s happened from then to now,
to change the way you feel?
I still love you,
with every single fiber of my soul.
I didn’t want to cheat on you,
you left me with no choice.
That boy is nothing to me,
he jumps up through needles to keep me numb,
keep me dumb and always under his thumb,
But I’d give him up to have you back home.
So who are you with instead of me?
Who is more than I could ever offer?
And are you happy now with them,
do they treat you properly?
I cared back then,
I still care now,
I’ll care until I’m dead.
You are the one constant thing,
that runs repeatedly through my head.
I love you more than any words,
can ever atttempt to explain.
Losing you will always be,
my life’s most brutal pain.