How does it feel? It's over.
How does it feel to think that things may never ever be the same again?
That she won't be waiting for me to come back like before?
How does it feel, when all the things you think of doing,
All your hopes and dreams, and wildest desires, have gone up in smoke?
How does it feel when together, and forever and ever,
becomes nothing but a memory from yesterday?
And i'm left here, thinking of what might have been, wondering what could be, and hurting like i've never hurt before.
How does it feel, finding out the world you built around her,
was just an illusion no one but you believed in?
How does it feel indeed, watching as your plans, dreams and expectations go down in flame, and you rue the day you decided to allow yourself to hope after all?
How does it feel to give everything, and have nothing left to give, and yet wonder if maybe it wasn't enough this time?
How does it feel to have to grow up and face reality-that life sucks, and all we can do is live it?
I've never been one for labels or stereotypes or boundaries, and i've always believed that love was a force so powerful nothing could stand in its way. And yet, for it to fail at the most fundamental levels, i don't know if i can believe in anything anymore.
The hardest feeling in the world is to not be able to tell someone you love them, even when it's all you can think of doing, because you love them more than anything in the world.
I'm sorry...i just couldn't stop thinking.