This hurt that courses through my soul, Brings my heart to tears Tears of pain and tears of love only enhancing my fears. In a pain which consumes my very self, Stealing away my life, Losing hope, but gaining faith, Barely winning this strife. With a sadness full of broken dreams, It hurts my mind to think, Of the perfect love and perfect hate, And I begin to sink. My body is sore from those words you muttered, My ears wish they could not hear. For what you said I would not know, And I'd have nothing left to fear. I'm thinking it was all a dream, And I'll wake up to my perfect love. But, alas, I can keep on dreaming, And watch that love slip away from above.
Reason for writing:
I really liked this guy who seemed to like me when I talked to him on the phone, only, it turned out he was just leading me on or something and went out with one of my friends.
Birth sign: Aries
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