Indeed I do,
Suffer from it.
Late nights I'm up, trying to be productive.
Some nights I lay in bed, closing my eyes
And only tears fall down.
If only she knew, how I feel
If only I can just grab her shoulders and shake her
If only I can make her open her eyes
And show her my suffering.
But that's too much of a burden
I'd rather just suffer alone.
What makes her so special?
She's in a different state,
We never met.
Maybe we never will.
I wish we never met,
because this ache in my heart - never goes away.
I love you, and it hurts to say.
For one night, tonight. I want to sleep without it raining.
Because even though I'm on my bed
It's always raining when I sleep.
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