Rejection.
Rejection can be sweet sorrow,
oh I knew.
It's all too true, I knew.
But there's nothing quite like being in love, you have that glimmer of hope, but it's so nice you don't dare, don't dare to do more than doubt and dream.
But I knew.
I knew it would not last.
Now it's in the past.
My love for you has not flown, but now I feel alone.
No more glimmer, no more glamour.
Nope, no more hope.
But wait.
The story does not end here.
No the end is not even near.
In my eye, I spy, not you , but who?
Who could ever make me feel the same way?
This I ask my self.
YES DONT WE ALL GO THRU THAT EPISODE OF I WONT EVER FEEL THIS WAY AGAIN OR NO ONE WILL/CAN BRING ME TO SUCH A LEVEL.....GOOD STYLE....BUT I STILL LIKE AN OCEAN OF TEARS..GUESS CUZ I TOOK THAT ONE REAL PERSONAL...BUT THIS ONE IS GOOD TOO:)