to love or not to love...

coping with a broken heart and finding a way, to escape from these haunting memories

as I wake up
I think about you...
how you broke my heart...
how I am dying to be him...

I can't change the fact that your feelings for me are nonexistent
and "friend" is the only word binding us together
I think to myself...what's wrong with me?
am I that repulsive? am I that unloved?

as I ask myself, I smile at you
your naivete' makes me smile
for you didn't know
how much pain you caused

the days go by
as I look for my own path
trying my hardest to escape from you
as I am haunted by your beauty and your kindness

bury me in your memory
as I try to dig a grave
for my love for you has already died...