People we love, people we cherish
Seem to be the people who hurt us the most, at least in my life
You especially…..is this how things are supposed to be?
Christina, you say, my dear friend, I love you
Hear me my dear, I would never hurt you
I see it so differently because of the things you do
Certainly a person that loved you wouldn’t pin you down

Vindictively, knowingly and full of ill intentions
Am I loon for sticking around?
My heart knows I should go, it’s sad, though you belittle me
Pure is my desire for you to love me, for our hearts to connect
In the least, to acknowledge my need, but you can’t even begin to see the crack
Ruptured and in pieces is my heart, I cry, I cry so hard
Even a blind person could see my pain, whats your excuse with your pefect vision?

Christina Bledsoe

Authors Comment:

I am really displeased with this because this was NOT the original direction I was going to take this. I couldn’t get out what I was trying to say so this is what I’ve got. This could have went SO many ways, I’m really excited to see your submissions! I may post a PV 2 in the future

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