He means more to me than my soul, he means more to me than my life. He's so special to me that I can't explain with words. My flesh and blood are at his will, my love is at his grasp. My smiles are hollow now, my laugh cracks, my memories are the only thing I have. The drop of my tear is the sound of pain, the pain that I hold hurts me so dear as I walk past him my soul starts to tear. He doesn't notice me like he used to, he looks at me as if I were invisible, he looks away when our eyes meet, he doesn't know that I'm under grief. I hate myself for ever confessing my love, I hate myself for ever caring at all and I hate myself for being his friend. I loved him so but I know it was true when that day came a due. I saw his face, I saw through his smile, I was shocked when I saw a scowl. He spoke his words as if it hurt, he talked to me as if he hated me. I was hurt, I felt like running but I knew that I had to be sane. I couldn't run, my legs felt like jello and from then on, I could love no more. My heart was shattered and it feels like I'm falling into a pit, a pit with no bottom.
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