MERELY JUST WORDS FOR YOU


I love you...words that should be meaningfully said...words, not only written nor spoken, but seen with deeds as well. But how come, when you say this to me, I don't think you mean it at all? I guess this phrase are merely just words for you, spoken with no heart, no intent, no meaning...spoken just to get what you want out of me.

You say you love me...that we're together. But how come I feel all alone? Why are pictures of you doing something behind my back still in my head? How come I could not bring myself to trust you again, yet love you still?

But you see...even if this is the way you treat me...even if my friends or my family doesn't like you, I still love you. Call me a martyr or a saint, but I guess love really is blind. I know what must be done to ease this pain inside of me...but I'd rather have the pain than risk losing you. Someone once told me, that when you love someone, do not expect something in return...do not expect to be loved back. But, please try to open your eyes...I have sacrificed a lot for you. My decisions can never be complete nor right, without you in it.

I love you...I just wish you'd realize my value before it's too late...



the love letter collection
submitted 10:30 AM EST
friday, september 26, 2008