It hurts just as much when you care for someone who likes you alot
But your love feeling aren't the same
I can't stop thinking about you
And I don't think I ever will
The regret is painful that I'm losing someone i really do love and care for but
Not in the romantic way.
I think it because I know your soul and I know your struggling and I want to be the one there for you.
But I can't' I just can't
If you can't be my friend I don't know. If it harder for me to stay or go.
It all makes me sad.
Makes me want to cry and hug you.
And I try to convince myself I am strong on my own and it will all see through to you. But even though I can't talk to you I will always hope what best for you. Like I know what best for you but I don't know anything
You the one who is smart the one who deserves more because you know what you want.
I hate myself.
I hate myself for being so flawed so emotional I hate my self for not liking you more then a friend because our soul recognized eachother. I wish I could make you feel better but I think I just make everything worse.
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 12:17 PM UTC
It hurts just as much when you care for someone who likes you alot
But your love feeling aren't the same
I can't stop thinking about you
And I don't think I ever will
The regret is painful that I'm losing someone i really do love and care for but
Not in the romantic way.
I think it because I know your soul and I know your struggling and I want to be the one there for you.
But I can't' I just can't
If you can't be my friend I don't know. If it harder for me to stay or go.
It all makes me sad.
Makes me want to cry and hug you.
And I try to convince myself I am strong on my own and it will all see through to you. But even though I can't talk to you I will always hope what best for you. Like I know what best for you but I don't know anything
You the one who is smart the one who deserves more because you know what you want.
I hate myself.
I hate myself for being so flawed so emotional I hate my self for not liking you more then a friend because our soul recognized eachother. I wish I could make you feel better but I think I just make everything worse.
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