Whenever I see you,
You don't see me.
Only last night,
you told me we'd
always be friends.
When we exchange smiles,
my heart breaks apart,
while your's warms,
knowing I would never
never ever leave you.
When we talk,
I talk as if it's the last
that I'll see of you,
while you talk like we have
so much time ahead of us.
When we laugh,
I'm only looking at you,
and your smile blinds me,
till I forget about everything,
everything except you.
But I cannot tell you
how much I love you.
Because you love me
as a friend, while I
as a lover.
I don't yearn for a kiss,
but I burn up when I
see you look beyond me,
and try to seek her
eyes.
I feel a knife slowly
carving a hole in my
heart, when you only
see me with half of your mind,
and her with all of your heart.
If only you knew how
much I loved you.
Maybe you wouldn't be
so cruel to my broken
heart.
You've been swept away
by the waves to the
shore, while I slowly
but surely drown,
and you won't even realize.
I love you with the fierceness
of the thorns of roses,
while you love me with the softness
of one's hands when picking up a rose,
just to pick it apart, unknowingly.
I love you,
I love you,
I love you,
I love you so much,
but you don't love me.
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Little Things in Life
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