Love hurts

You have to decide.

You know you love me.
And I know I love you.
You know and I know we belong together.
We tell each other so often.
We even have a song.. so meet me half way..

You miss me and I want to hear your voice.
You want to hug me and I want to hold your hand.
You want to kiss me and I want to touch your skin.

I'm scared and you make me smile.
I'm sad and you draw a sun on my day.
I'm worried and you leave roses in my hands.

You call me and I pick it up.
You sing to me and I write you little notes.
You always always always remind me things we did and I dream about them.

But we cannot make the changes we need so that we can be together.

But I'm moving on.

But you keep me close and then push me away.

But I hide my heart and keep a cool exterior though my insides are bubbling up.

But you are not happy on your own and you miss every second. I know, because you tell me every single day. Sometimes more than once a day.

But you are afraid. Which you also tell me.

There is always a but.

I think 'but' is bullshit.