Crossed the line.
Almost.
Played with emotions.
Unintentional.
Cared for the person.
Volitional.
I don't have the heart to hurt you
It's the last thing i want to do
but i don't have the heart to love you
not the way you want me to
Second choice? Maybe.
Second time? Sure.
I was only the sex
in your non-sexual
relationship
with him.
Inside I'm dying to see you crying.
How can I make you understand.
I care about you, so much about you, baby.
I'm trying to say this as gently as I can.
I desired for you.
But you only wanted
my body.
Disposable.
'Cause I don't have the heart to hurt you
It's the last thing i want to do
But i don't have the heart to love you
Not the way you want me to
More than friendship
was what you sought.
Just bedbuddies
was what I thought.
You're so trusting and open
Hoping that love will start.
But I don't have the heart.
Oh no, I don't have the heart.
Blogger's note: musings from different hit-or-miss, trial-and-error situations in his life.
"More than friendship
ReplyDeletewas what you sought.
Just bedbuddies
was what I thought."
ang haba ng hair... ouch naman to the guy.