And, as the days go by, my love for you has begun to change.
Only you are capable of bringing this agony, so easily even without trying.
I want to be rid of it, to break free from this excruciating feeling that gives me, now, the least happiness.
But that would mean forgetting you.
I thought once that I would, if you’d tell me to.
But I see now that there’s no need.
Everything seems simple until you think about it.
You never wanted me to feel this pain.
You never wanted me to feel this way for you.
And when it all goes away, you’ll forget the day when I first saw this feeling as “love”.
In another person’s life, one can either be
Or a partner.
In my life, I wanted you to be everything.
But to you, I was only a friend.
I’m finding ways to articulate
The feeling I’m going through
I just can’t say I don’t love you
Cause I love you.
It’s getting hard to communicate
The thoughts that I hold
But tonight, Imma let you know
Let me tell the truth
Baby, let me tell the truth…
She, who was used to warm smiles on sunny days, never knew of winter snow.
It was a chilly night, so cold it made her curl into a ball in the corner of her room, haunted by a strange feeling of emptiness. Ever since he left, she had forgotten the warmth of his hand, and everything she touched had felt the same.
Cold. Empty. Lifeless.
He was still there. She refused to believe that whatever they had shared in the past was gone. Maybe when the sun comes up he would show up at her door again, ready to pull her into a hug and give her that heartwarming smile she hadn’t seen for a long time. And suddenly, he might want to forget about that particular day, when it was raining and the closest she got to snow was the coldness reflected on his beautiful eyes.
It was hope which drove her to sleep, wishing that tomorrow would be a sunny day.
She knows you better than I do, and has been there waiting, before I even realized these feelings which I hold.
She looked a bit like you, too. Pale skin, little eyes, and an angel-like aura every time she passes by. Your friends seemed to like the two of you together, and I couldn’t pretend not to see it.
Yes, you two are perfect for each other.
But she’s giving you to me.
You’re not hers, nor you are mine. But for some time now I’ve decided to only become yours, and I could tell she won’t ever think of having such a decision in her pretty head.
She must’ve thought of you as handsome; no, you’re too beautiful to be called that. There is something about you which only I knew of; she doesn’t see you the same way as I.
And this, is what calmed me every time she’d run up to me, her wings spread wide open, telling me of her love for you. I was foolish for letting it get to me, and even felt the need to ask you about it.
You didn’t disappoint, when you made it clear that she’s not the one for you either.
If he tells me that he loves me
I’ll tell him I did, too, before
Because now I have given up entirely
And stopped knocking on his door.
It took some time to realize
That not everything will go my way
But even if his kindness was just a lie
I still yearn to see him each day.
All that I ever wanted to know
Was what he saw in those eyes
Which, when laid upon me, show
A feeling as cold as ice.
It was a feeling only he could bring
And, back then, if he had asked me
I would tell him he is everything
The only person I ever wanted to see.