It feels like my heart's been manually squeezed like an orange! It simply hurts.
It really hurts being ignored but I know I can't even demand for your attention because I don't have the right. You're not mine. It has become a sheer stupidity- I have been entertaining these feelings and thoughts for over a year now and haven't done anything to alleviate it. The management of this case is not just simply taking an anti-adrenergic drug to, at least, control my heart's contractility.
Jotting it down on this diary is so easy; I have decided to open this journal to let the world know that there's this secret affection that I have been keeping for so long... as if casting all these burdens out of my chest! Would a letter or a card be enough, or do I need to send you bunches of roses with layers of heart-shaped chocolate cake to let you feel that I truly care?
I just can't simply do these things right away, though. There's this thick cloud of doubts that's been hovering over my mind- I'm scared to get rejected, I hate to be embarrassed.
At this stage I can't demand for anything more than your smile or your friendly 'hi!' every time our paths cross. Please let me feel I'm visible 'cause I know I am...
It really hurts being ignored but I know I can't even demand for your attention because I don't have the right. You're not mine. It has become a sheer stupidity- I have been entertaining these feelings and thoughts for over a year now and haven't done anything to alleviate it. The management of this case is not just simply taking an anti-adrenergic drug to, at least, control my heart's contractility.
Jotting it down on this diary is so easy; I have decided to open this journal to let the world know that there's this secret affection that I have been keeping for so long... as if casting all these burdens out of my chest! Would a letter or a card be enough, or do I need to send you bunches of roses with layers of heart-shaped chocolate cake to let you feel that I truly care?
I just can't simply do these things right away, though. There's this thick cloud of doubts that's been hovering over my mind- I'm scared to get rejected, I hate to be embarrassed.
At this stage I can't demand for anything more than your smile or your friendly 'hi!' every time our paths cross. Please let me feel I'm visible 'cause I know I am...
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