My Heart is Sad

My heart is sad and so am I. It hurts so much that it pains me to look into your eyes. To look into your eyes, is like being in a dream. And it just brings
pain to my heart. To know, I will never be loved by you.

Oh how I would love to be yours. But in reality, it's not possible. For I care
care about you too much. And fear that I may even love you.
I know you feel the same, but refuse to show your true feelings. It's hard for me
to explain what I'm feeling. For I know what I would say, could never break my pain.

To hear your voice only makes me shake. I fall deep into a trans, and can't help but take a glance.
Oh please, stop making my heartbreak. It hurts, and now it will
stay broken. Who knows, one way or another? It sucks!
To live with a broken heart, is not wonderful. You try to get close to someone, and they break it.
Like a broken mirrior in a million pieces, no one can fix it, without all the right parts. My heart now is like a puzzle, try putting it together again, will take time. But time is not on your side.

This is why my heart is sad. I know telling you this won't do any good.
But at least you know, what that it's sad. I spilled my heart out to you. And it was for nothing. I have a hopeless heart. Now you know, who I am. And
what my life has been like, especially with a heart full of sadness.