To love you is torturous, it's to feel the pain of not being heard Silenced I stand in wait for you to notice me for an hour At least so I don't feel so lonely But it's just a silly empty thought As empty as our bodies united to each other even more than our harmful and deceitful feelings As I have told you to love you is a torment that I solemnly carry on my chest and wish you too.. This is my first letter to you. And the others will be upon you. -LAll Rights Reserved