He is sitting right infront of me.
My words are trapped inside my mouth.
I wish I could tell him,
but I just keep on doubting my future,
and it is my pasts' fault.
I can never forget those expiriences.
Now I am unable to do many things
from the scars that left my memories.
He wants to know;
wants to help,
but I'm left speechless and my words become hollow.
My heart won't take in anything.
I want to tell him that all I want is happiness,
and to cry.
Those two things are impossible to help.
I mainly wish to cry tears;
instead of blood.
I don't think he would understand my needs,
so I let my words be blank.
I watch him cry and I am jealous,
but I feel selfish sitting here
not knowing what to do.
