Disclaimer: I don't own Alex or Izzie
What do I do when the woman who could stop my cries is the very one who made me cry? Isobel Stevens. I felt my heart break in two as she mourned for him. I didn't choose to fall in love with her, it just happened. Only she was not in love with me. How do I compete with someone who is now but only a memory to her? How do I compete for her love, when she has no more love to give?
How do I tell her I love her, when I never promised love? How do I tell her I care, when she never wanted me? How do I open up her heart, when her wounded heart won't heal? How do I make her love me, when love is just a darken memory?
I feel her pain. I want to be the one to comfort her. But, how can I comfort her, when I need comforting myself? How would she come to me, when I don't know how to let her in? How do I show her that I love her, when I've forgotten how to feel?
How do I tell her she is my heart and soul, when I am afraid to say those words? How do I keep her forever, when forever never last? How do I tell her I am sorry for the pain I've put her through in the past?
Here I am. Take my hand. And don't deny me my way into you. Here I am.
And it only hurts when I cry.
The End