How could three little words hurt so much? Could it really be that we have lost our touch? Could this mean... that maybe she really does mean that much.
I've been through it all the hurt and the pain, but this letter on the desk felt as though it was just always just going to end the same. This love letter not from you nor me but her.
The letter it was beautiful something unlike nothing I have read before, maybe in love books and the movies too. And why my dear has this come to an end? what does she posses that I do not? Maybe its an evil spell that love plays on the mind. Clearly your heart has already left me behind.
And as the night goes by I look at you sleep, I wonder what you must be dreaming of, and how you could hurt me so bad.. You were once that person who made me happy, you made me glad. Now it has all gone to waste and this poison in my heart I could taste.
I was wilting away, dying slowly inside my soul.
How does one go to sleep at night knowing they love two people instead of just one? When will he tell me that we are over and what we had was done.
It was great while it lasted it was fun.
Suddenly I feel the poison infect my heart, it rips it in two while i lay on my pillow tears after tears knowing that my fears are finally here.
