Grip

If you're losing grip, don't expect me to hold on at the other end of the rope. I'll be there beside you, take off your hands for a while and I'll lend both of my hands. I'd be the one to hold your rope and buy you some time for you to be able to recover and go back holding on. Things may come at worst, but my sincere love won't fade. We encounter difficulties and sometimes you just want to give up. You were always the more mature one between the two of us. I give up with my emotions, and you give way in all of our fights. I guess you're getting tired of my attitude, but still, here you are, standing so firm in our relationship.

If someday you can't get enough, and you think you're unhappy with our relationship, please do take more time to think about it before leaving me completely. I appreciate every little thing you do, and I hope you're doing the same thing. I may be possessive and insecure, but I make it up when doing something better for you. Think of all the things we've been through, of how we both held on and did not give up. The love makes us stay, makes us go back together again.

We both give effort, which maybe are not equal, but I don't measure how much you give me, it doesn't matter to me anyway.

What I want is to feel loved, cared, and envy-free. I get so paranoid when you give so little attention to me and I'll find out that you're giving so much attention to unimportant things. Don't get mad when I get jealous, because women were born this way.

I won't feel any insecurities, and inferiority if at the other side of you looking for pretty and sexy girls, you give more attention to me than to them. Because every time you look for other girls, and you give so little attention to me, my self-esteem goes down and I won't feel good about it. I'd always think that I'm not enough for you, what's wrong with me, what do you want for you to give me more attention than how much you give to them.

If you're going to look at them, make sure you'd give me your attention a thousand times more than how much you do it to them.

That's just the reason why I get so paranoid. You forget the little things. Sometimes I think that maybe you've had enough of me and that you want a different one. If you want to have someone else, tell me now and don't make me suffer like this. It's not fair that you're the only one happy here. I've been trying my best to stop thinking about this, but I can't because I can't tell it to you. You wouldn't understand a thing because you always think that it is wrong and that I shouldn't act this way and that you're right so I must follow what you want us to be.

If you're unhappy with our relationship, tell me now before I reach the peek of my sickness.

I always ask myself if even just for a second, DO I EVER CROSS YOUR MIND AND TELL YOURSELF, "I REALLY LOVE THIS GIRL"?

Don't let go of the rope unless you feel like you're not anymore getting what you want and what you deserve.


I really miss you and I wish that you'd come back to me now. :'(