I’m alone.
We all are.
Never with someone,
Never without someone.
I wish you were here.
Holding me,
Loving me,
Kissing me.
But I guess its never meant to be.
How could you love or like, Someone but me?
Do you know what I feels in side?
For the knowing for your lover to love someone else.
To spend there time with them.
And not you,
Holding them,
Loving them,
Kissing them.
How it builds up inside,
seeing the tears run down your face.
Looking in the mirror and thinking the tears are blood.
But inside you wished they were,
We wish cause we want to be happy and get what we want.
I need you though,
I wish every night for you.
But wishing never works why?
why does it not work?
If it did would every one get what they want?
I bet they would.
We would never know,
And I will never know.
How your arms around me feel,
How you loving me would feel,
How you kissing me would feel .
That would be my own wish to have you,
And not be alone,
I still might be.
But I wont feel as alone as I am now.
Dieing is the only way I can have you and I know this now.
They point in living now is………?
