Looking into nothing
I feel the feeling of something.
Something I don't understand
something that travels onto my little land.
I still feel alone
even if the hope is not gone,
my heart feels done.
I do feel the hope of being loved,
but what are my chances of being loved, by you?
None. Not even a few.
I know what I feel for you is strong,
but there are many things that can go wrong.
You might only want my friendship and not my love
and then I'll break, I'll be undone.
I still can breathe,
but here without you, I cannot see...
My eyes are blind towards felicity
because without you, I am empty.
Then again, empty I have always been
because I've never had you, I've never seen
But the truth is simple, I do want you.
Like water to a desert, I do need you.
But you are impossible, just like water to a desert.
If only you were the ocean and I, the shore.
But it's not that way,
no matter what I say or how much I cry.
From me your heart will always hide.
But how do I know of your heart's will?
Because everytime I think of it, I grow ill.
I hate feeling this something,
this pain that could be anything.
But somehow I know it's love.
An unwanted love, an impossible love,
a dangerous love, a painful love.
I hate feeling this something,
this something that you have given me,
this something that could be anything,
but it's just impossible love.
