i wanted to know love so badly
craved it’s attention more than anything
begged every night to be met with love’s miraculous acquaintance
i wanted to know the beauty that love had to offer those it greeted

love and i met randomly
it was a spur of the moment encounter
but i guess in my pleas i wasn’t specific enough
i didn’t meet the love i had hoped for, the love i had pictured
i met the love everyone can never outrun, i was faced with unrequited

unrequited wears the same mask as love
for awhile, makes you think you’ve met true love
but after sometime
unrequited reveals its identity but you’re heart is too used to its mask to realise
and then one day, you’re struck with reality
and the mask of unrequited fades
and you’re left with a broken heart and a mistake

i dont know if it is because your 
too white skin
too skinny neck
too long hair or
too deep soul

but

i feel you too much
i need you too much 
i want you too much

i dream too much about us
i dream too much about all my feelings,
the feelings you may have...
and i dont even know

everything is too much for me
i am afraid, that after all, i’m still here having nothing
not even your kisses
how can i survive without your lips on mine?
tell me how
because i am dying inside
i die everyday waiting your text asking me to go out and have some coffee

i miss the fact that i dont even know how is your funny face of getting to much soda while you laugh or when you listen to your favorite song 
or your favorite movie

i know your address
i know where my love is
but i cant go
do you see how it's ******* hard? 
i am just trying to fix what you have already ****** up

i’m still here, you have my number
you know the color of my eyes
please
think about it
dont you want me staring at you in the morning? 
just think about me 
and look up here
i wont be here forever
but i promise that i will try harder and stay here for a while
i love you

Nights that filled with unresolved problems
All the possibilities that i’ve decided to ignore
Regrets that stuck in this broken heart
Words that can’t escape from cold lips

Books are written by a dying souls
Filled with bloods
Represents the dark story of life
Lonely, without anyone saving me from drowning.

Living days with darkness surrounds all the time
Passing by a dead flowers who onced a beautiful one
Heat that struck to my skin, replaced by cold
Freezing my body and soul.

Is this life?
Or this is hell calling my name?
Destroying me slowly
Piles of me that will never come back.