Hello again, and welcome to the second part of Wounds. Please enjoy!
I am wounded.
Can't you see the scars?
They're right here, on my heart.
You put them there yourself.
No, I know you didn't mean to.
But you did it anyway.
Every time
That I would try
To tell you how I feel
You were talking to her.
Her, the object of your attention.
Do you know how much
It hurts?
To hear your laughs
And see your smile,
Knowing they were meant
For someone else.
Knowing that I would never
Be good enough
To have them shown for me.
But, what hurts worse,
Even more than that,
Is to know she cares nothing for you.
You keep chasing her, knowing
That you will be rejected
And knocked down again.
But you get up every time you fall,
The smile still firmly fixed
On your face.
Through all the hardest times in my life
Your smile sustained me.
But now, I urge you to stay down,
To not get up.
Because now your smile
Can no longer save me.
I can no longer recover when you
Unintentionally hurt me.
I wish it could be different.
But I cannot tell you
How I feel for you.
I have given up.
I'm sorry.
Angst, Part two. Another chapter down! I have no inspirational speech this time. As before, please R+R!
