If you love me let me know, show it,
scream it, shout it to me to your heart.
Make me feel it, mold me.
Try to make me feel your pulse
on my hands in my head in my own
heart. I want to wake up every
morning feeling, hearing your heart
beat. Seeing a peaceful smile on
your face. Knowing that I helped cause it,
knowing your heart beats, and it beats for me.
Love, love it, love is what? What do
you feel when you look into my eyes
what do you see? My soul, my love,
my heart? Tell me what you see.
Tell me what love means. Does
you heart beat? Who does it beat for,
does it beat for me?
Love, tell me what love means.
If you don’t love me then let me go
stop holding onto something if
you don’t want it. Let it go
if you have no interest in it, if you have no
interest in me. Please let me go if you don’t
want me if you don’t need me.
I am a big girl I can take the words,
your hints “I’m sorry I don’t love,
I don’t love you, I am leaving, leaving you”
I have heard it before and I will hear it again
I am used to it by now
don’t worry, the wounds only sting for a little bit.
I promise that when you
put my heart into the blender of
goodbyes, fake sorrow, and lies
(built up lies put in a little bottle
and you put a cap on it to lock them
in, your little secret that you shoved
in my face and broke. How the glass
shards flew up in my face, and how
they stung when they decided to dig into
my skin.) I really do, I promise
I will not cry.
Let me crawl into my little hole, my escape
from this world. If you don’t want me
don’t hold me back as I crawl. Your
holding onto nothing. Nothing to you. I
Am nothing, nothing more then a
shadow. Love— what is love?
What is love to you? Kissing in the rain?
Candle lit dinners, holding her hand
and staring into her eyes for all eternity?
If you love me, love me forever.
Let me know I am your life,
your desire, someone you can see
and hold. If you love me tell me I
am someone, not nothing, not a shadow.
Not a figment of someone’s imagination.
Love------ what is love?
Scream it to me.
Tell me, show me
what love is
what love
means.
If you love me let me know
show me, tell me, scream it to
the world, if you love me you will stand
ready to catch me. Catch me when I step off the edge
of the world, if you love me.
If you don’t love me let me go,
stop holding me if you don’t want me.
Just say the words and let me be,
give me the hint and go. Shred my
heart into pieces. Just promise,
promise to bring them back. I’ll glue
them back together.
Let me crawl into my hole.
If you don’t live me then let me go.
But if there is a small, small chance
that you do love me,
love me forever even if forever
is one more day, love me forever
if you do love me.
What is love?
What is love to you?
You will never tell that little secret you keep.
The only one you haven’t shoved
into my face and let it break,
only once that hasn’t stung,
tell me, did you really
lock in a glass bottle
or did you sell it to
someone you once knew
on the black market?????
If you love me
let me know
if you don’t love me
then let me go
if you love me now
why not stay a while
say forever
if you love me now
then love me forever.
.... love is
love is what
love means nothing
to someone if they loved
something that was never there
something that will never be
anything more then
a shadow of something.
How exactly can you love
nothing??
Love is nothing more
then a lost emotion forever
roaming the streets of
heartache (heartache is heartbreak one and the same)
and breakups.
Lost emotions converted, twisted
into a shadow of its former self.
I know your afraid to say it
the word goodbye
but pretty soon we all grow up
and you have to let go
forever. You know you will.
Your scared of letting go of nothing?
Let me crawl into my escape
so I can glue back the pieces
that you shred.
Stop breaking your damned
bottles filled with lies
(filthy lies you told me to make me feel better).
Love means nothing
when you are holding onto nothing
you can’t decide over nothing,
nothing.
Nothing is a word.
Love is a word
but does it hold any meaning??
Love is a feeble emotion that
the weak seek to find comfort
acceptance and relief. A kind of
place a world perhaps where you
can fly away free.
But eventually everyone’s wings
stop working and they get slower
and slower until they finally
come to a screeching halt. They then
plummet back into the world from which they fled.
Love, what does love mean to you???
Do you feel it? Scream it to the world.
Its not a secret you can lock in a
bottle and break it. Love, its all fun
and games for you is it not? Chance, Poker,
I tell you my secret- my answer
if you give me your heart, what a bluff
and you win the pot. Oh yeah
you will tell me your secret. And I
haven’t cracked open a book all week (liar)
a heart so cold, shut away, lost
forever in the dark abyss of life. Can’t feel anything
just numbness, and coldness. It lost its will to “love” when
it fled loves little world.
Secrets in bottles that you
locked in, put the cap on
and hid till the right moment
and you broke them
in my face
like thin blades of ice slicing through my
fingers and my face.
Laugh, laughing, laughed as the blood
flowed, flows, flowing, dripping
off my face. Broken glass and broken promises
screamed, screams, I kept screaming
bloody fucking murderer
knowing that you cant you refuse to hear it.
Smile, you smiled
you laughed and clapped
your hands you were in joy
in joy the whole bloody time.
Plotting, you were plotting this all along,
scheming as you held my hand.
I think you wanted to see my fall from the sky
you just want something to hold onto
so you can sacrifice it in the end.
Love
love is
love is what to you?
Go ahead and keep your secrets
I already know.
