I hate myself for doing it,
But's because you're not the one.
The one I love, loves another,
And so his heart can't be won.
So when I talk to you,
I pretend your him.
I know it's not fair,
That my heart you can't win.
But I'm not your one...
I can't be so...
Not when my ones another.
I'd understand if you go.
I realise that this hurts,
I can't bare to see you this way.
It's why I've got to leave.
So your heart survives the day.
Your feedback helps Odd understand what's working
Just a some what "odd" girl, living in what feels like a glass box. Hello Opuss, the savour of my sanity. my little private world amongst a life of being watched and watching.
The house sought out nears. My hands shake, but the way is clear. Hoping will doesn’t quake, nothing can calm these fears. The eighth year of learning, when it all began.
They were all for nothing. He does not love me. He does not care. He's a player. I'm one among many. I thought I wasn't. I thought what we had was so real...
By Gemma Doyle I don't know why I can't get over him.
Wear my heart like a trophy, Though it's not much of a prize. Put my head on the cabinet, Cause there is love in my eyes. Put my flesh on display, Cause I'm aching skin deep.
#acrostic challenge [L]isten to me. Listen. Don't do it.
The more I am with you The more am so alone The more I am with you The more to darkness I am drawn I gave to you true love But for you it was never enough Screaming from the inside Pretending to be...
Sufro cuando estoy contigo Pues eres una utopía Tu nunca serás mía. Sufro con la vida que me espera Sin tenerte aquí mi cielo Sin lograr que me quieras Tanto como yo te quiero.
If I see you in the street and walk the other way; if you text me and I reply 'who is this?' because I've deleted your number; if youve just noticed were not friends on facebook any more; or if i...
Want to join the conversation? Sign in to leave a comment.