Maybe I create all these stories in my head
It's hard not to when you don't hear I have said
My love is not free it entraps my soul
To be loved in return is all I need to be whole
This mess of beauty and darkness can not convey how I feel
So alive at one moment the other my heart is so ill
My longing to be loved by you daunts my very existence
Giving so much being faced with resistance
To have faith is a task I fight everyday
When I'm left abandoned not a word that I say
Has any affect or not worth your time it's time that I face you will never be mine
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