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Love. One of the most powerful words, yet used so carelessly. What would you say if I said that I still love you? Would you run away? Or would you stay to hear me say how I have nothing to lose. I fear that this is so. If I lie and wait and let "Time Heal Me," Then I may never feel that feeling when I've finally accepted that difficult task. I wish that you could let me be that person to mend what I broke; That person to listen when your torn, and that person to break off those prickly thorns. My only wish is to have you; a dream so faint, yet feels so real. I wake up in a cold sweat ready to call out your name Only to realize that... I am alone. When I finally accepted the fact that you were gone long before you left, It still hurt me. However, the person that I have become Cannot be compare to the person that left you in shambles when you left me. I may have been the cause for your present state, but...