by Poetess Lana Mar 8, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I love you, but you cant say the same about me. I have always cared for you, but you see nothing in me. If fate somehow brought us closer, would you notice or care? At all? I have always felt this way about you, but no matter how hard I try, nobody will ever hear my cries. All the crap you brought into my heart, all the pain sorrow and despair, it never ends my love for you. I try to give my love to you, but you give it all to another. You never hear me say it: I love you, I love you, I love you. Can you hear? Do you love me? |