This aching sensation in my heart
This is not mine
This has been borrowed
But I don't mind to bare this hurt with her
Infact I just don't care if it's unbearable
Because I'd promised long before
to stand beside her
with her back resting to mine.
I am here crying her tears,
While not letting her do the same.
And speaking her mind
While not making her seem absurd.
I know how much she had stumbled,
But I refuse to leave her mind to insanity.
And I feel the pain of that cold blade drawn
From her wounds, while leaving a hole in mine as well.
I too bleed when she says,
"Why does him wanting her instead of me,
Makes me want him more?"
I too bleed when she asks "why him?"
And I don't mind to bare this hurt with her,
Infact I don't even care if its unbearable.
Cause If this hurt is hers, it’s mine as well.