Why is it the people that we love the most
Can cut the deepest wounds?
Make our heart feel such pain
That all we want to do is curl up in a ball
Some of them make promises and with little heart
Fall through at the last minute
Tears fall like huge rain drops and
Weeping sobs sound like thunder
Why is it the people that we love the most -
We can always forgive?
We forgive them in a short time but
for them, it's longer, if ever.
Why is it the people that we love most -
Can say such sweet and kind words about others
But barely mention the ones they love
without a negavitve denotation behind it?
These are my Sorrow's Ramblings
