If that hand puts me down. I'd hug you. Holding and hugging is different.
You pushed me VERY hard, that I stumbled and wounded myself.
Separating is not the solution. Its heart to heart talk and communication.
I strive hard enough to be the, best you can ever have.
When the next sunrise come expect me to be there, hugging you tight.
I've tried reviving love too many times.
This smile will never change. It will stay the same, now and forever.
Love is me, but your pushing it away.
For she is everything to me. No doubt about it.