He said he loved me.
Then how come he hurt me?
If he comes near me again will I break down into tears?
He made my feelings.
I didn't make my own.

This feeling is nothing but pain.
It's stronger.
It's eating me from the inside and maybe the out.
I never knew, but I knew I was utterly in love with him.
And now I just can't even think about love, because he did nothing but
Burn me.

And now someone else is chasing after me.
He said he loved me.

What will I do with this young feeling of bright stars twinkling?

I think I might die from such agony that cuts me to my core.

If I die. I leave my heart to him. All over again.