The only thing worse than not being able to touch you and feel your arms around me;holding me,
is the fact that it isn’t a desire of yours, is it?
While I cry for your hug, you don’t even think of my name.
Feelings not shown do not exist, affection and care not shown is not real.
I’m giving up on you.
I’m on the edge.
Don’t let the wind push me over, I can only fight for you for so long..
Why am I,even?
I wanna go home.