"Why...
We've been friends for a long time...
Longer than anyone could imagine...
Each day our love for each other grew...
Why can't I get this off my head...
That in the end you would be with him...
Holding hands...
As you leave me standing...
In the middle of the misty crowd of people...
Just letting me stand there in despair...
Looking at the black ground which really isn't there...
It's been a year now...
You and him still together holding hands...
As each day ravaging my heart apart in a million pieces...
Still...
I can't quite get this feeling...
That I shouldn't give up...
Since all I got left is you..."
December 17, 2015, on a snowy winter day. I sat there on the park bench, looking at the vast endless ground with white snowy pleasure. "He" came up to me.
"...You still don't get it do you?" He said.
Irritated a bit, "Get what?..."
"She loves you..."
"No..." I answered despairingly, "She doesn't love me, she loves you..."
"...Have you ever even asked if she loved you? Have you even ever tried to talk to her about it?!" said "He".
I looked sorrowfully down at the ground. "No... I guess I haven't..."
*sigh* "Look, all this time she's loved you, the only reason I'm with her is because she asked me a favor to do so. She wanted to see if you really loved her enough to go and reach for her..."
Shocked surprisingly, I tried my best to gather all the words I could possibly say... but couldn't.
"He" walked off far into the distance.
The next day I pulled up the courage to be with my only wish, my only love on Earth...
Finally, after years of anguish and pain in the inside, I'm finally happy atlast.
Lol you can tell I was bored....
We've been friends for a long time...
Longer than anyone could imagine...
Each day our love for each other grew...
Why can't I get this off my head...
That in the end you would be with him...
Holding hands...
As you leave me standing...
In the middle of the misty crowd of people...
Just letting me stand there in despair...
Looking at the black ground which really isn't there...
It's been a year now...
You and him still together holding hands...
As each day ravaging my heart apart in a million pieces...
Still...
I can't quite get this feeling...
That I shouldn't give up...
Since all I got left is you..."
December 17, 2015, on a snowy winter day. I sat there on the park bench, looking at the vast endless ground with white snowy pleasure. "He" came up to me.
"...You still don't get it do you?" He said.
Irritated a bit, "Get what?..."
"She loves you..."
"No..." I answered despairingly, "She doesn't love me, she loves you..."
"...Have you ever even asked if she loved you? Have you even ever tried to talk to her about it?!" said "He".
I looked sorrowfully down at the ground. "No... I guess I haven't..."
*sigh* "Look, all this time she's loved you, the only reason I'm with her is because she asked me a favor to do so. She wanted to see if you really loved her enough to go and reach for her..."
Shocked surprisingly, I tried my best to gather all the words I could possibly say... but couldn't.
"He" walked off far into the distance.
The next day I pulled up the courage to be with my only wish, my only love on Earth...
Finally, after years of anguish and pain in the inside, I'm finally happy atlast.
Lol you can tell I was bored....
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