My thoughts....
Liking someone has came in and out of my live. But not like him...
Seeing his face covered with those wet, salty tears tearing down across his cheeks, makes all my emotions turn towards sorrowness.
Remembering why I was mad or angry, just drifted away from my soul. But sadness and mourning quickly took its place.
I can't stand to look at him or what emotion was next on his face. Because once I see him, his tears quickly became mine.
I didn't want to give in, but I failed. I couldn't control my thinking. Everytime I thought, I pictured his eyes in pain and sorrow... His feelings became mine instantly. I felt what he felt.
There was nothing I can do but pitty him. I couldn't speak nor look at him. I minded what was mine, not his.
But there was so much I could help him with, comfort him, love him, support him... But didn't...
Why couldn't I? Was I afraid? Afraid of knowing the truth? Afraid of... loving? Being turned down by the one you care for the most?
Seeing someone's face filled with pain and torture just kills me.
I wanted to help, but chose not to.
Afraid of his reaction, beacuse what he felt shocked me. I never knew he could feel such pain... Makes me wanna break out and cry. I felt terrible for doubting such things towards him...
All I wanted to do, was to hold him in my arms and tell him the pain will pass in time.
I wanted to tell him, that I loved him... Wanted him... But the feeling was shot down by an arrow of denile... Knowing he won't love me as I loved him.
So... Like the dumbass I am, I sat back, letting him cry his pain away when there's nothing else to cry about.
And all I told him was, Everything's going to be alright.
But he kept crying
And he won't stop.....
Seeing his face covered with those wet, salty tears tearing down across his cheeks, makes all my emotions turn towards sorrowness.
Remembering why I was mad or angry, just drifted away from my soul. But sadness and mourning quickly took its place.
I can't stand to look at him or what emotion was next on his face. Because once I see him, his tears quickly became mine.
I didn't want to give in, but I failed. I couldn't control my thinking. Everytime I thought, I pictured his eyes in pain and sorrow... His feelings became mine instantly. I felt what he felt.
There was nothing I can do but pitty him. I couldn't speak nor look at him. I minded what was mine, not his.
But there was so much I could help him with, comfort him, love him, support him... But didn't...
Why couldn't I? Was I afraid? Afraid of knowing the truth? Afraid of... loving? Being turned down by the one you care for the most?
Seeing someone's face filled with pain and torture just kills me.
I wanted to help, but chose not to.
Afraid of his reaction, beacuse what he felt shocked me. I never knew he could feel such pain... Makes me wanna break out and cry. I felt terrible for doubting such things towards him...
All I wanted to do, was to hold him in my arms and tell him the pain will pass in time.
I wanted to tell him, that I loved him... Wanted him... But the feeling was shot down by an arrow of denile... Knowing he won't love me as I loved him.
So... Like the dumbass I am, I sat back, letting him cry his pain away when there's nothing else to cry about.
And all I told him was, Everything's going to be alright.
But he kept crying
And he won't stop.....