Smiles and laughs,
tears you'll never see.
You tore me apart and broke me down.
Please stop torturing me.
Every time I see you I find something new.
Something new about you to love.
But it kills me knowing I could never tell you.
Needles go through my heart, pushed and shoved.
Why are the one person I can't have,
but I still have the overwhelming desire?
My mind says "I hate you for all you do,"
my heart screams back "F.ucking liar!"
No matter how hard I try and try,
my heart refuses to give up.
Even though it aches and stings.
One day it will eventually erupt.
The pain, anger, and lost hope and love will spill out,
and build an ocean around me.
The waves would crash together.
A dangerous, hopeless sea.
I will live on my island of self pity.
Become unreachable, grieving.
I would look happy and fine,
but looks are deceiving.
And as I sit on that island,
I hope you will go away,
so you won't cross my mind,
so I won't feel that pain.
Just keep on going,
put me through that pain.
I will swim to my island,
and I'll wish you away.
