• He is perfect; I am worthless.
    He’d deny it; I’d just turn over and stay unspoken.
    My true emotions are screaming out, but only to be heard by the wind.
    My low self-esteem drags me down, deep down into a pool of unforgiving.
    I thought I would always love him.
    I must be wrong.
    My mind's eye isn't able to embrace him in my future.
    I can’t help but think that our love will fade sooner or later.
    My heart tends to bleeds inside, scratching my face from the rain of my eyes.
    I have no life within me, I cannot think.
    Only furtively reiterating the separation.
    Having no idea on why the strange feeling inside craves it to be.
    My heart just yearns to stay unfixable.