You Be The Anchor …. - Mayday Parade
Request for retrograade
People are starting to ask what’s wrong. And I don’t even know because I’ve been hurt for so long and hid it all this time, that I find it hard to explain what IS wrong.
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Im writing this because I think I have finally found the words for it. To all you men out there, there is a large chance that there is a woman out there that is completely and totally in love with you….but you fail to see it. She will wake in the morning to want the sound of your heartbeat and the feel of your skin but she will only have the memory. She will walk from her bedroom hoping to see you standing before her, she will think of the other day when you brushed the skin on her shoulder as she pulls the dress over her body, she will walk out the door in the morning remembering the day she opened it and you were standing there, she will think about you hour after hour and wonder where time went, she will hope to see you at any moment, and she will go to bed that night wishing you were there. This woman will go through pain for you, will know you are with someone else, will talk with you hiding her feelings just so you can be friends.
At the end of the day this woman will want every part of you, especially your heart.
“When you are sad because you know nothing about him anymore. Not because he broke your heart. But because you don’t know how he is today, or the next day, or any day. You are sad because you can’t care for the only thing worth caring for anymore, not because your heart is broken…that’s love.”
I’ve hurt and you think I’d be better for it….
I loved someone and I lost them, I’ve done this before. I’ve done this BEFORE. I’ve hurt and you think I’d be better for it, but the heartache, the pain just sleeps. Sometimes I wonder, how did I get here, how did I not see myself entering a world I would normally be so undeniably aware of?
