That Kind of Love
I love you all so much
I just want to make things better
And when people try to hurt you
I try not to let them.
And some fixing comes real easily.
Problems tidily put away.
But there's other things that I just can't fix.
And it hurts more with each passing day.
I can't make the sun shine when it wants so bad to rain.
And even though I want to, I can't take away your pain.
And the more I blame myself, and the more I put myself through,
I'm just doing what I wanted least, I end up hurting you.
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