I am sorry if I can’t seem to find the words
to tell you how I feel.
(Or it could also be that
I can’t find the feelings I have to put into words).
You always whine about me
not being able to understand.
(Or it could also be
you simply refuse to understand.)
I can’t seem to make you happy.
(either I don’t know how,
or I really am not the one to make you happy.)
You said you had to go
but wanted to stay
(or had you been meaning to stay
but I seemed to want to let you go.)
(Listen. It’s not quite the same.)
very old entry. repost.