It hurts to know that you’ll never look at me the same ever again,
It hurts to the bottom of my heart; I can no longer pretend.
Can no longer pretend that every thing is OK,
Can’t keep pretending every single day.
It hurts even more to see you during class,
And I pray everyday for these strong feelings to pass.
I know that you don’t love me; and what I feel I don’t know,
Is it a crush, or is it love, or will my feelings grow?
Sometimes I wonder what would have happened,
If I had made a different choice; would I still need to pretend?
A smarter choice, one that may have saved my heart,
But I guess we will never know, I was screwed up from the start.
The day I decided to leave you was a big mistake,
And now I suffer the consequences; now every night I lay awake.
Those many nights of staring at the ceiling,
Makes me wonder “when will my heart start healing?â€
You made it clear, you just want to be friends,
Later I guess it sounds good, but now I need things to end.
For being with you after all this history and of us “beingâ€,
Makes my heart wish with a hope I should not be feeling.
I really know that for the best of us, I need to have some space,
But then without you there, I do not know how much I can take.
Is this true love or is this pure heartbreak?
If this is a dream I’m dreaming, when will I wake?
