speaking my mind

you stupid ass.
why dont you love me?
yes, it hurts.

come to me now, and say why?
i want to know.
i need to know.

probably you dont cherish love.
i am trying to let go
but not speaking to me only makes it worse
and hearing this shit makes you so pathetic.

i dont even understand why i would love you
why is that feeling still here.

maybe you should act more like this.
maybe then you chase away the feeling.
maybe i would die for you.

okay, i wish i could tell you exactly what i felt.
then you probably should say with a soft voice, i know darling, it hurts, but you really should let me go. its better. im no good for you. watch the starry night, and enjoy your ride home.

and then i would nodd lifelessly and touch you for the last time while walking away.
my heart is crying. you've torn it.
and i would think, no, i love you, and only you. and i already gave you my heart. keep it. dont you dare giving it back.

your my drug.
your wandering through my head.
cant you just leave me alone.
for once.
because you should know that i never really forgot you.
and probably never will.