Thread of hope

I don't know why i let it get to me
so much when i don't see you
i know you don't like me that way
i just don't know what to do.

I still hold onto that
dangerously thin thread
some days when i think of you
i feel I'd rather be dead

oh what i wouldn't give
just for you to love me
the tears i cry for you
the ones you never see

My heart being played with
tossed around carelessly
about to be dropped
ripped and battered recklessly

why can't i just let you go?
it's becoming way too tough
one small helpless sail boat
on a sea that's much to rough

A slow form of torture
holding onto this tiny thread
not thinking properly
my mind spinning in my head

when this thread breaks,
what will happen to me?
will i fall to my death?
or will i be able to let it be..