Nothing
There’s nothing I can do.
I want you, but I can’t have you.
You already love someone else,
I wish her to be me.
I saw you singing her sweet songs
and writing her love letters.
I wish that I was that lady.
But I know I will never be her.
You meet me first,
but you choose to love her.
I have nothing else to do.
I tried to make you mine, but I failed.
Even though you didn’t love me back,
I will still love you ‘til I find myself the one.
I’ve already accepted that you weren’t mine,
but it still hurts that I’m not the one you love.
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Love and Pain
PoesiaLove hurts, indeed. But it isn't love if there's no pain because you'll still experience pain while loving someone. If love hurts you continuously, then it isn't love anymore.
