From the first day I lay my eyes on you, I felt myself completely in love with you.
Everything about you made me smile.
You made me feel loved.
You made me feel worthy.
You made me feel like I had a use in this world.
You made me genuinely happy, and I couldn't thank you anymore for that.
I just love you so much it hurts you know?
And I wish to have told you all these things before it was too late.
But now it's too late and you won't even glance towards my direction anymore.
And you don't even know how much that fucking pains me.
How you used to always stare at my direction.
And now, I'm just a speck of dust.
I'm not relevant to you anymore.
And that pretty much sucks.
And this is the way that I cope with all this pain that you've caused.
