Author: Steppenwoelfin PM
Another poem about the pangs of unrequited love. Angsty.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 168 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 05-03-03 - id: 1294444
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I have been in love with you for so long,
I have the feeling everything's gone wrong.
You raised my hopes last night;
The darkness was choked by the light
When you gave me the feeling
That you actually loved me, desired me.
Now my heart is bleeding,
For you only played with me;
It was nothing more than a joke.
My eyes opened and I awoke.
You don't know how much I love you.
You don't know how much I need you.
You flirted with me and didn't need me.
You played with me and didn't desire me.
I wish to be your best friend.
But I know that I'm not; ah, it's the bitter end!
My love remains without the response of your love.
To me this is like death.
Painful is every breath.
Unmerciful, cruel, horrid, selfish, unjust love!
This is what it feels like to love and not to be loved.