Have you ever loved someone but knew they didn't care?
Have you ever felt like crying but knew you'd get no where?
Have you ever looked into their hearts and wished that you were there?
Love is grand, yet it hurts so much. The price you pay is high. If I could choose between Love and Death, I'd rather choose to die.
I look up as a tear rolls slowly down my cheek. I think about better days and wonder if I'll feel that way again.
When is it time to say goodbye?
When is it time to end your pain?
Deep inside of me, something is missing. Al I do is talk to myself in the mirror, with my reflection. My heart is dead. Soon it will make a resurrection, once the wounds heal and I'm loved for real. A type of love I can feel. But nobody loves me. Nobody cares. Nobody loves me. That nobody is me. I can't love myself because no one does. I'm all alone and no longer what I once was. But the only thing that keeps me alive is knowing that the next day, it might all change for the best. And that "nobody" becomes somebody.
I will never forget the days we once had. The days when you were everything to me. My mind used to tell me we'd be together forever but now I realize that was all a big dream. The feelings I have for you will never go. I wish I could take back that one regretful day, the day when I willingly let you slide from my arms. Never did I think of the astonishing pain of regrets that I would once have to live through. The thought that you're not mine anymore makes my heart shatter into a million pieces. I sometimes wonder if you still think of me or if to you, I'm just a face in the crowd. I wish so very much that one day we can have it all back. But for now, I'll sit here silently, remembering all the memories we once shared. Everyday my love grows much stronger. Hoping that one day you will feel the same and put back the pieces of my broken heart.
But I guess I am the one who needs to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart - one by one, piece by piece.
I need to put it together again, some how. some way.
Each piece of my heart has a memory so true.
Each piece of my heart has part of you.
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The past is not yet over and it left a scar so real.
We don't choose who we can love, and love doesn't really die.
You can find it in your heart again.
