I sit here alone, thinking to myself, wishing things could be different.
You’re there on the phone with him.
You say that you love him but yet you don’t trust him.
You say that you think God has brought us together, and that you believe in “fate.”
You also say that you don’t want to push me away, but since I told you how I feel about you, that’s all you have done.
You say that you don’t want to hurt me, but yet that is all you seem to be doing.
You asked me not to wait for you.
Well, I cant do that.
Everyday I wake up and realize that it is yet another day that I am “destined” to be alone.
I have said it once, and I will say it again.
I loved you all those years ago, and I still love you now.
To be here everyday and realize that you would rather have him over me, that strikes me like a stake to the heart.
I can live without you, but I would rather live my life with you.
Now you say that you will just disappear and no one will be able to find you.
Yet again, you have hurt me.
I thought things would be different with us, but I guess that’s what I get for thinking.
I guess I was stupid in asking God for just one miracle in my life.
For me to be able to spend the rest of my life not only with the woman I love, but the woman of my dreams.
You.