Here I sit, alone. Seeing my friends all happy and in love. Deeply in love. They hold hands, smiling to each other. Sharing their secrets to each other.
Here I sit, alone. Having no one to express my feelings. Yet I sit, pretending to be happy for my friends. Them, showing me their gifts, their love for each other.
Here I sit, alone. Hiding my true self, how I feel. Seeing true love aches me so. How I don't feel it so. Tears fall silently, knowing how true love feels for each other.
Here I sit, alone. Never able to find my own, to share my life with, to laugh and cry with, but will never feel the love, as my friends do, with each other.
Here I sit, alone. Trapped in lonliness, with tears falling faster, wanting to know the soft gentle touch of love. To be embraced in strong arms, yet gentle. Yet here I sit. Alone. Not knowing the love for each other.
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