How come you don't love me.

...

he says..

you say, without saying, but saying all the same.

 

My tears are almost never for me you Know.

Thats why I try my best to refuse to show.

Never in pain for myself whats worse is pain for everyone else.

 

what sir, do you need to say sir,

if anything, say something,

I'm tired of being everything to something, I think sadly enough Id prefer to stay nothing..

somethings more important.

always is.

always has been.

even too me.

 

even to me it's you.

Like those algebra equations i never understood.

I am to you as you are to me..

so what are us to we.

Never making sense of the connection

 

but it's there nonetheless.

sometimes i wonder if we're just in this for the mess.

 

You and i

me and you.

 

quite so perfectly matched.

lovely. even.

 

 

so perfect.

so completely screwed.

I don't want to do . what i normally do..

or by accident have and already did.

 

take your heart and chew and chew..

when will you have enough.. or do you just taste good to me.

 

so i refuse to stay but i don't want you to leave

 

dot dot dot

cross the line and dot my tees for me please

don't let me talk

 

I can't stop myself..

I don't want to put you on the shelf. don't put me there

but don't play with me.

let me collect dust.

value and immortality

 

 

remember me for the abnormality and

practicality

the love and lack of dreaming,

and how our eyes kept on beaming

even when they were brimming with tears,fears and love.

 

You're perfect regardless of your imperfections,

i am imperfect

just imperfect in the mind

in the head and unfortunately the soul i dread.

hard to feel

and hard to see

every thing beautiful in front of me

 

 

To me you are

so much more beautiful

then what my life has been.

and maybe even what you think you are

or shall be.

 

I can't change that.

I won't.

i want you to be happy.

i can't do that

I am so at peace with you.

and so completely conflicted.

 

The disease isn't love.It's the Failed idea of it.