As I sit here, I often wonder, why am I alone, is my heart made out of stone, but I still feel pain, yet there is nothing to gain, I feel torn inside, and feel as if I had died, I feel like I should cry, but instead I only sigh, my body aching, my hands shaking, sweat runs down my face, I get up and start to pace, I look out the window, but all I see is a shadow, its like looking into my soul, only a dark black hole, an endless pit, again I sit, I start to turn red, straining to remember what someone once said, that if I ever need a friend, that she would stay with me to the end, through thick and thin, even in my worst sin, but I am alone, where is she now, how could she be so fowl, to leave me alone, I should’ve known, she went bye bye, and left me for another guy, how could she do it, I knew that I blew it, how could she be so cruel, now I feel like a fool, my head feels heavy, my mind is now unsteady, I get under the covers, and think about how we used to be lovers, I try to get some sleep, but all I can do is weep, I try desperately to stay still, and I start to feel ill, but before my mind is gone, I ask myself one last question, is love worth all the pain and suffering?Birth sign: Leo
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