When I'm at my weakest, my craving for you grows strongest. I wish I could just reach out to my phone, which is placed on the table, around a metre away, and tell you of my shattered world. I wish I could fall into your comforting arms and stay there forever. I wish I could go back in time and freeze it to that one night, that one memorable date. But again, I ask myself, would that be right on my part? To seek comfort in your ever inviting arms when I needed you? And run back away to my sweet own world when things regain the status of being all dandy. Guilt kicks in and I start to see, that our love was never meant to be. You can do much better than me, you deserve the best. I've broken our cozy nest of love and flown away, while you stand there, thinking that I'm gone forever. Little do you know how much pain it has caused me to do that to you and be the reason for your sorrowful existence. How I wish I could change it all to make you happy again and witness a smile on your face. How I wish I had the courage to walk up to you and say that I love you, and this time, you would actually believe me. I hope that things change one day. I dont know how to end this. I dont whether to continue to tell you of my unsaid feelings or not. Because I do not know if you will understand. But I continue to hope against hope, that I wont have to feel this way, because one day, you will understand. Love was when all the romantic songs made sense. So, is this heartbreak? Because now, those songs make more sense to me.
