Story.

Here I sit,
alone at your side.
Crying my heart out,
as if you died.
I know you will see me,
yet emotions I can't hide.
When you ask the question,
how will I reply?

Your confused.
I am weak.
Our love is something
that can't breathe.
The tears all fall
from your cheek.
Unstable now,
my knees are weak.

I love you girl,
but we cannot be.
Confusing is,
what I am to the.
Breaking my spirit,
because you love me.
But in love is what
we wish it could be.

Please stop crying.
You know I have to leave.
We both want it now,
but we both let it be.
For this is the end,
of our story.