Hold me I’m afraid of this illness,
No, stay away from me,
Don’t see me battle this illness,
Please don’t leave me,
I don’t want to lose you because of this illness.
Don’t stop loving me because of this illness,
I wish I didn’t have an illness,
I’m feeling sorry for myself because of this illness,
I’m putting myself down because of this illness,
I’m lowering my worth because of this illness.
I feel I’m taking you into my world of misery because of my battle,
I’m saying, “I should let you go,”
I’m saying, “I should fight my own battle,”
I don’t want to let you go,
I can’t stand seeing you unhappy because of my battle.
I know if you truly love me you’ll stay,
I feel that I should let you go if I truly love you,
I don’t want you to lose yourself if you stay,
I want to see a happy you,
Still part of me wishes that you’ll stay.
Why does love have to be so hard because of an illness?
Why can’t we have a love without this illness?
My heart is breaking because of this illness,
My heart is breaking because we’re questioning our love because of this illness,
I’m sorry love for having a body has to deal with this illness.
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