to be alone
in the darkest of bright days
to sit in lost
of sight of any fun
to be by yourself
and cry in the rain
whispering
"silence is vain"
it hurts
it eats you away
until your nothing
but just a memory
"silence is vain"
you repeat
day after day
till noting seems
to sit still
alone
in the darkest
of the very brightest days
dont you see her
in the corner
whispering
"silence is vain"

Typical love story. A flower determines it all. Oh he loves me, he loves me not. A flower with the power, to change it for good.

She picked up a beautiful flower, 5 petals in total, ready to play "he loves me he loves me not".

Petal one: he loves me.
His smile says it all
His look in his eyes
To the way he says her name
He loves me

Petal two: He loves me not
We may be together
But will it last
Forever
He loves me not

Petal three: He loves me
My hopes are up
Oh how well we get along
Maybe it's meant to be
He loves me

Petal four: He loves me not
What if he gets bored
What if he already is
What if this wasn't meant
He loves me not

Petal five: He loves me!
Oh this is it
The petal says it all
Is it really true
He loves me after all

I'm not the best at this but I can try
You're everything I've wanted
You're an amazing guy
You'll never understand
That with you I'm actually happy
You're my best fried
And I'm glad you chose me
This is just a poem
With a simple rhyme
But I've got to say
I think of you all the time
And honestly to tell the truth
I would walk through hell for you
I'd cross countries and oceans
And scream loud from the roofs
Three simple words
"I love You"

I love you
I know now I do
It took me a while to figure it out
But then again this is only a game
That only you enjoy playing

But at the same time
I want to keep playing
But if this is just a game
Who will win it anyway
Can there even be a winner
Or maybe just two losers
Or is this simply for your pleasure