Where I see love, you see a friend. Where I see a friend, you see somebody you tolerate. What have I done to deserve this? Which gods have a crossed? I’ve learned to stop talking, rather instead enjoy listening. When I do talk,it goes unheard, unanswered. Do you see me? Do you feel my soul. A soul pouring itself out for you? A soul so desperate to touch another. Why do you walk away? Why do you face the other direction? I would do anything for you. Cant you see? Cant you at least try? I’d give it all, truly all. I’ve stretched myself too thin for too long, not much of me remains. As I grieve, please don’t show sympathy. It’ll only give me hope, hope for a chance. A chance which will never come. Hate me. Please. It’ll make it easier to get over. Make me hate you. Be terrible to me. Make me fall out of love. Make me fall out of love. Make me fall out of love. Strip me bear of emotion, of life. Let my resolution fade quickly, as quickly as you paid mind to me.