Ever loved someone, your chest hurt deeply inside,
When people around you are truly in love and your falling behind.
That the one was always one your mind with every step you take,
and now you have no one to hold when your heart breaks.
That you loved the person so much love became hate,
And still you want that someone back but you know its to late.
You cant sleep and you cannot eat, like all the times before,
Forgetting all your problems but the one you cannot forget anymore.
Love is sometimes a game, and loving someone is a wast of time,
Because if they love you back, your real feelings would be fine.
But now you site there in the night, waiting for the sun to rise,
That you found a true lover for release and the purest light.
Maybe its not now and maybe not today, that someone will come,
And than the other chapters in your book of life will be close and done.
Its hate what you feel but also you feel free,
Thats why you know forever, that love was not mend to be.
