I still love you.

I still love you.

I still love you.

I still dream of you, I still wish you were here, I still look at cars that look like yours and feel this

Awful feeling knowing it’ll never be you.

I don’t know why.

I wish I could just walk away but I still worry.

I still worry if you’re all right and I still think of you when you go one stage and wish you luck

I still hear your melody everywhere and it tears me apart.

I wanted to show you everything so you’d know I was a person and not a stalker

I wanted to share with you like you shared with others

Your life in prose.

I didn’t realise it didn’t occur to me I didn’t think

You were above me I thought you were human and I thought you needed me

Do not disturb.

I tried not to but I would turn around for a minute and there’d be something left behind and I don’t even know what I said to you or why

I broke every day you passed by but I still tried to

But I love you.

It hurts so much to love you it’s like nothing has colour or meaning

All I’ve ever experienced in love is the pain.

The separation.

The days where you long to be together but can’t be.

I can’t do it again after this, how could I?

It’ll be too soon or I should just be lonely or it’ll just hurt more.

I can’t ever let myself do this again.

You wrote me off before you even looked me in the eye

How could you be so heartless?

But am I heartless for hurting?

You’re far more important than me, is it wrong to feel this way?

What do I do if I’m not allowed to feel this way it’s everything I had left and I

I still love you.

I hate myself for loving you.

You’ll never know it because you walked away.

Goodbye,

Before hello was even said.

Do you know what it’s like?

To be disregarded by the one you love?

Do you know what it’s like to be nothing to your one and only?

You don’t.

Just marry her anyway. It’ll hurt me even more.

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