This feeling of absolute helplessness has fallen upon me. I love you to the point I am willing to stay by your side, even if you never spare me a second glance. I love you. It's in that undying truth in which I find myself trapped. I trapped myself, and now I worry that that will be the end of me. I don't care if you don't love me back. I don't care. I've stooped so low that nothing matters to me except the fact that I love you. I don't know if you are just playing with my feelings, or you genuinely care. I do know that what I feel is real. I know because I've been at constant war with myself for years. Only now am I able to finally accept the cruel fate that lies ahead.
I am a tortured soul. I will always love, but my love will never be returned. My love will live its life out through me. I will be nothing but a slave to those in which I love. I realize that I can love anyone...even those I set out to hate. I need only but a day to know...from there, I will be your servant.
I need to distance myself, but I can't! I'm already trapped! A fly attracted to light. Mesmerized. Unable to escape the hold of death which binds me to you!
Worst of all...I don't want to escape. Even if your love is fake...I'll be here. Forever.
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The Feelings Which Flow Through Me
RandomThe feelings that I have felt, the feelings which I buried have come bursting forth. Breaking to the surface. This is for me. This is my quick release valve.
