Have you hated, waited, bitten lipped,have you lived on water when the thought of food makes you sick
crying alone in the darkness at the end of your wit,I love thee it's true wish you felt it to.
As the rain soaked you through while hesitating at the gate, have you sent a mumbled text but in vane you wait'
does the world vanish away as you are consumed by your state, I love thee it's true but your unawareness is cruel.
Why can't I say,why can't I make, you realize my feelings my curse, I suppose to never no the truth, is better than a kind no
for that would be far worse.
I love thee it's true,I love thee it's true,unheard words I have never had the strength to say to you.