I'm sick of sitting here and wasting all this time

This time I don't have much of

This time that could be spent with you

All I can do is sit here and wish that you could hear me

Hear what I have to say

Hear me before it's too late

The thought of losing you is unbearable

The thought of losing you to someone else

The thought that you feel nothing for me

I hate what you're doing to me, but then I love it

I love it when I see you

I love it when I'm near you

But here I am, crying over you

Because you're not here

Because you're not with me

9-30-05