And that's what fucked me up.
The fourth addition to my monologue.It's soon coming to an end, so stay tuned for more.
Our eyes are the windows to our souls.
How? How is it possible for one person to feel all kinds of complicated, mixed up emotions towards someone,
Thoughts of you fill my head
for the one who I wish I never met
for the one I risked my heart for
To her, I an a stranger To me, she is my whole world
and such words settled over her like a wave of affluent misery.
If we actually met Would your feelings change?
From a silent friend you may not know.
customs, rules, relations
So this is a letter for me, for my unrequited love, telling you, how much I am glad that I met you.
A Slight ode to an unfulfilled love and wishful life, in the form of a letter.
Have you ever tried everything just so someone you love would love you back?
What if you loved me back?