love friends unrequited
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Why is it always you?
Why is it you?
Why are you always the one
To get hurt in the worst way?
Why are you always the one
Dear Abigail,
You have been my best friend for several years,
but nothing can soothe unrequited love.
When I came out to all the people important to me,
things still did not happen the way I wanted.
Dear Abigail,
You have been my best friend for several years,
but nothing can soothe unrequited love.
When I came out to all the people important to me,
things still did not happen the way I wanted.
We are like a secret tangled in yellow acacia; you are better than I am and I better than you.
I am art and you a painter, I may be pretty to look at but you make everything beautiful
I waded in the waters of nostalgia,
of heartbreak.
Dancing under the veil of midnight glamour,
the ghost of laughter admist unkept promises.
Silence,
fractured her,
Maybe sunsets remind me of you,
because I'm always left with the view of watching you fall,
each time for someone else.
Your name is only whispered in the dark,
but I'm not lonely.
Every hello is an unfinished love letter to you,
but I'm not lonely.
I spend every sunset without you,
Every glance,
a confession made.
Drenched in ink spilt,
by fate's hate.
The same ink,
your cloak to this day,
is the burden you bear,
attempt to lose your way.
Somewhere I am alone,
Away from your smile,
away from my home.
I wish I could,
I know I can't,
I won't say "I love you",
You wouldn't understand.
I had a dream about you.
Your cat was there too.
I don't really remember what it was about.
But I remember feeling love.
Which reminds me, I think I might be in love with you.
Whoops.
I'm sorry.
