True love story II

Every of my poem
has a tale to tell,
Tales of my troubled heart
which has been through heaven and hell,
Every sentence and every word
I swear that it is true,
Choosing to believe or not
it's all really up to you,
Penning all these words together
for this one girl in my life,
Whenever I do think about her
it cuts me like a knife,
Ask me what name she's going by
I could tell you a million things,
She meant so much more to me
than you could ever think,
Ask her what i meant to her
tell me if you know,
Cause every of her inner thoughts
she will never show,
The songs that she put on her blog
how i wished that they're for me,
The words that she wrote on her friendster
how i wished they're for me to see,
But these are just my wishful thinking
to keep me holding on,
Holding on on an unfounded love
that never had a chance to be born,
All I know once in the past
she really did like me before,
Now that time has passed on by
has she walked right out the door?
Looking at the girl beside me
how could i ever be true?
When my heart is telling me:
how i wished that she was you,
If god will grant me just one wish
I'd wish you'll have my eyes,
To see yourself in my perspective
and hope you will realise,
That just how much space you occupy
within my savaged heart,
and how much pain that I am feeling
to know we're that far apart,
You are like a kite to me
tied by a very thin thread,
Sooner or later the thread will break
and you'll fly off without looking back,
She is the one I loved the most
from my first love up to now,
Even though we had never been together
but I know it's true love that I've found,
But why does the love that I treasure the most
couldn't even have the chance to start?
Why does fate have to be so cruel
and left this scar upon my heart?
Love is sacred and special to me
I don't talk about it everyday,
But who am I to talk about love
when I'm the first to walk away?