Just tell me why
Came my desperate cry
To which all you had to say
Was you don't know
Inside I am tearing
Like an old well worn shirt
Nothing inside me
Is what I let show
Pain
Anxiety
My dreams never ending
If I were to die today
Would you ever cry
Just tell me why
Came my broken cry
To which all you had to say
Was it's nothing
I can't understand
Why can't you just give me a hand
Just tell me why
Comes my fleeting cry
You tell one girl that you are mine
That I am yours
You know she's the only one
Who I have to turn to
So just tell me why
It's my final cry
Knowing one day soon
You will learn that I died
Over not knowing why
You will not cry
Not even when I die
Just tell me why.
Aching inside
Faking stone
Just tell me why I am so alone
Just tell me why
You will not cry
Even on the day I die.
Unreciprocated love, one of
Unreciprocated love, one of the hardest, most painful feelings. It's hard for both people too. I've been on both ends of the equation. My heart goes out to you.
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It wasn't that in the end
It wasn't that in the end that was the cause. "Just tell me why/ Came my desperate cry/ To which all you had to say/ Was you don't know." I'm pretty sure that's the wording. That was from the talk her and I were having. In the end it wasn't that the love wasn't returned it was that she had a bad few days. I'm glad to have the old her back because she's a great friend and so much more.
~free~