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Every time I find some one I trully like , one I trully adore, my hopes are dashed to bits and once agian I am left to my own lonely lamenting. Somtimes the echos in my increaseing void is my only comfort.

Every time I find some one I trully like , one I trully adore, my hopes are dashed to bits and once agian I am left to my own lonely lamenting. Somtimes the echos in my increaseing void is my only comfort.

How I love him. I have loved him since the first time I saw him, for a moment I forgot where I was who I was and why anything else mattered. But even when I thought I had him, he was taken away, by one more beautiful than I. How she hurt him, and neglected him, and all I could do was watch with a heavey haert. And when she hurt him I cryed when she scorned him, I was angry. And when he found her to be untrust worthy I gave him a a kind word and an open ear. But somtimes I fear that all I do is but in vain. How I wish I could scream it from the roff tops, from any building in the world. To say it above a wisper I dare not, but how I wish to yell it to scream out this great pain that is love!

I would dance at his wedding if his bride was his true love, and dance on the graves of those who have wronged him. I would both die and kill for him, and he does not know it.

All my life will I carry this ache. But one day, when we are no longer devided by a great wide ocean, I will tell him. I will fall down weeping at his feet, if only to just scream this truth, then walk out of his life forever.

But his is the name I cannot forget, the face I will see when I close my eyes in weeping. And his the memory that will stay with me till I lie in the cold dark earth.

It is for hi that I write this, and for myself, in the hope that it will eas my suffering but a little.