easier
sometimes its easier to be alone
sometimes its easier to keep everything inside
who you're missing, who you're loving
the things that hide you from the world

and sometimes its better to be that way
where no one cares and no one knows
of whats inside, of whats to come
and of whats deep down behind that face
a heart that's hurting
a heart that's bleeding
a heart that's missing you so bad

as all love songs seem to be cliche
i hate to be the one to say
that i am here with all i am
and with all i have
with my arms open wide
with my heart searching endlessly
for possibilities of finding near comfort
in your loving arms.

haven't felt this way for a very long time, and im feeling tired and alone.