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If. . .


If I could lie to your heart,
I would say that I hate you,
That I am complete without you,
That I do not have sleepless nights,
That I never think or dream about you.

If I could lie to myself,
I would say that you were not worth it,
That you are a man I despise,
That you will never stay true,
To a woman’s heart.

And yet I cannot lie to your heart nor mine,
I just cannot hide what is really in my mind.
It would be too ironic if we lost our love to my lie.
11/28/2007

·      We are trying to hide from each other,
We are scared to show what we feel toward each other,
We are to scared to get hurt.
Lets not hide the way we feel because of fear,
Lets accept our feelings and be happy.
12/17/2007

·      There are times that we do not want to accept our feelings toward the person we have crazily fallen in love with, and it is understandable since experience teach us to be cautious with our heart. We have learned not to easily succumb to our feelings, but there are times that you should accept and admit those feelings, to give yourself an opportunity to find happiness and find true love. 

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