You don't need to tell me that you're sorry.
God knows I've already forgiven you. The sound
Of your voice, the feel of your touch... How
Could I stay angry. I love you and I hate you
Because you're everything to me. Some day, far
Far away, you will see what you really meant to
Me.

I would die for you. I would burn alive for you.
But you don't know. You don't see. My love is the
Love that dare speak it's name, but apparantly you
Haven't been listening. Toward you I feel this
Awkward animosity.

Now I know that I, too, have been wrong. I realize
My discrepencies. I've been lying down in the dirt...
Letting it all waste away. My deepest appalogies for
All that I've done. You know that you will always
Be perfect to me.

Sometimes I feel as though I will never know what
To do. I love you so much that it only can fade
Into hate. Why is it that you can't see what you
Are to me. My heart breaks and my soul aches...
What have you done to me?


-Bridgette Anderson '04
 
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