This is the way I'm feeling now. Hating highschool, alone, misterable all the time, too many problems, and let's add this onto my ever growing list. Hopelessly in love with someone who might never realize or never love me as much. It's true love, does he realize? Perhaps... Oh, I tell him all the time how much I love him, but will he ever hear the poetry behind the words I say? I hug him all day and nght, talk to him every night (until I pass out) But does he understand that this is so much more than forever? No, probably not. Is there hope?
