Who cares about how we feel. We live alone, waiting for just one. Others are out partying with theirs. Is it to much to ask for just one day with her, whom i love? Why must you rub your romance in my face and draw stares? I realise I may never have her, but at least I know her. Its better than you, doing everyone you know between showers. This is the last night she will go without knowing my true feelings. Yours will be fights will all your demons. I love her, this is true but all you are to me is a prevention tool. They used you to tear my heart, now I don't even know where to start. Come on, people, leave me be because its not my fault that she doesn't love me. I just love her, that's my final word. I guess all is cruel in today's world.
If i were to kill myself, who would care? Apparently my life should just be bare. I wish you all hope with life, because no one seemed to have hope for mine. Friends are those who stand by your side, not stab you in the back and make you die. The sorrow of just one day is the joy to others. What do I know though, oh sisters and brothers? This day will be my last, tomorrow be my first. My death will your thirsts quench.
If i get 15 messages from 15 different people, I will spare myself...
Though I'm forced to live without life, my greatest goals are left in pure quandry. Will I ever marry and have a wife, the details make me ponder about thee. I've known you my whole time and I just am destined to seek if this feeling is true or will nothing make me meek. I wish you knew the pain I feel. The pain I hide is truely real. I leave you now, not to cry, not to sigh. Simply I state this to ask you why.
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