That Voice
I know you are in love with me, and that I’m in love with you.
I don’t want anything to happen to this, it’s perfect the way it is.
But somehow, after all that has happened to me in the past, there is a tiny part of me that says: “No Mike, nobody loves you…” “Don’t ever trust anyone, always keep your guard up”
I want to let that voice go so badly, because it’s a remnant of my former self. A shadow from hard times at the near-rock bottom.
I’m getting better though, everytime I talk to you, and I see you, that voice dies little by little.
I want to you to be here with me every day, because you are the angel that broke down my wall of bitterness.
I feel so much more free since being with you. I’ll always carry your name on my heart.