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That has been said but I cannot fathom myself every time I became so disappointed. Leading me on for nothing. It sucks. :(
The hands of my undoing
I count my mistakes You’re too poisonous And I dont wear my scars well All I find are words bent backward And I lie with each silent words I crave You are the opposite of my hurricane But not enough to wait in vain You’re a beautiful soul and I’m a broken one, so how do we collide? Dont touch me or else you’ll shatter… I’m afraid the closer you grow to me,
the more you’ll fade away. The more you get to know me, the uglier I can become. And the more mistakes I have and the more you know me, the more vulnerable I get. And I’m afraid,you’ll give up because you’ll realized I’m completely empty and not worthy of your time. I know you can’t hear me. I know cries and prejudice are still echoing loud in that hole. I know you’re too spent listening to them while trying so hard to fix yourself. But maybe, just maybe, if the wind blows the right way one day, or maybe if I lose my footing and slip, you will hear my whispers as I plummet back down to join you.
But for now, I am here. And when you decided to throw away your fears and you’re so near climbing up the top, my hand will outstretch, waiting when you need it. And I wont be tired pulling you up until you feel the sun on your face again. I won’t give up on you, not when you finally love yourself again. I’ll be waiting. It’s easy to feel hopeful on a beautiful day like today, but there will be dark days ahead of us too. And they’ll be days where you feel all alone, and that’s when hope is needed most. No matter how buried it gets, or how lost you feel, you must promise me, that you will hold on to hope. Keep it alive. We have to be greater than what we suffer. My wish for you is to become hope. People need that. And even if we fail, what better way is there to live? As we look around here today, and all the people who helped make us who we are, I know it feels like we’re saying goodbye. But we will carry a piece of each other into everything we do next. To remind us of who we are and if we’re meant to be. I’ve had a great four years with you. I’ll miss you very much.
—Gwen Stacy,The Amazing Spider-Man 2 |
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