He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not.
Dropping flower pettal's to the floor...hoping he will love me forever more.
He care's for me and makes me laugh.
When i'm about to break down he is there ready to cushion the blow.
I could say i'm not in love...but I don't want to lie.
I love him. I shouldn't. I love him. I shouldn't.
Very time he say's "I luv ya" All I want to do is to belive that I can say...
"I love you too"....
He won't be yours. I want him! He will never be yours.
His eye's are deep and beautiful. He is so kind. He makes you laugh. He is smart. He is everything.
Never. PLEASE! Never.
To keep me friend's with him I play heartless. For his sake I won't say "I still love you"
I love you! as a friend. I LOVE YOU! as a friend.
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"Hi!" i said walking past him feeling that familar tug on my heart when he smiles.
"Hey Bri!" he say's as i walk to class. He sits at the back of the class but still get's A's after A's.
After class i'm standing next to my locker looking down.
"Bri?" he asks grabbing my sholder.
"h-hi!" I say startled.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing..."
"another bad grade bri?"
I nod. He sigh's and walks me to our class cheering me up. How I love him!
Now after school is done he still is there.
Text after text and email after email.
He get's closer to knowing me.
But he is gone.
So far away.
Now i'm getting all A's.
He is so proud a thousand miles away.
And all i can say is "i tried for you"
That one thing can mean everything.
I tried for your heart and failed.
I tried to be seen and ended up in a crowd.
I tried to be me and felt alone.
I tired to forget you and I loved you more.
I tired to be smart and did.
I tired to only a friend I am but hating it.
I tired all the ways I could without hating myself.
But it's hard.
I tried for you.
But you will never try for me.
I am plain against the backround.
I am a sillowet on the wall's.
I am nothing specail.
My eye's are normal brown.
My hair is a normal brunette color and curly.
I am not the beautiful girl you need to be with.
A am no cheerleader.
A am no Leader at all.
But still I will try for you.
I love you. You love me not.















Comments
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--keep your head up gorgeous because theres alot of people that would kill for you to fall--
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Is it ok to become emotionaly attachted to a fictional character's? My mom says it's unhealthy ... but then....i don't care i love them!!!
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--keep your head up gorgeous because theres alot of people that would kill for you to fall--
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