I can't let you see how much I long to be near you,
But what if that means spite replaces the fondness in my eyes,
And when you look into them my feelings reflect into you.
Will this all end with everyone saying “no love lost” when we’re both really weeping on the inside?

And I once again let myself believe you wanted me.
I cry because,
You never have.

You told me you don’t want feelings to be involved,
So I won’t tell you how my words falter when you’re around,
I won’t let you know that when you take my face in your hands my knees want to give out,
Or when you kiss me,
My breath catches.
And when you wonder why, at school,
I’m so distant, it’s because I can’t handle being so close to you without being allowed your soft touch.
I can’t stand to see you hold someone else in front of everybody,
The way you hold me when it’s just us.
If I could I would stay with you in your room,
Safe from all of the judgement the world has to ofter.
A place where there needn’t be a title to what we have,
All that has to be known about it is that it’s beautiful.

What a fool I am.
I believed someone like you,
Breathlessly beautiful in everything you do,
Could love a nobody like me.
And in the end,
The melody in your eyes will bring me to tears,
So I will stop looking in them.
I’ll stop searching for your face in every crowd,
Because I don’t want to feel this sickness anymore,
The wound that never completely heals.
It’ll always be just a little bit tender,
And if you come running back,
I’ll be here.