Why....

Sun, 08/11/2019 - 19:10 -- Linze84

Why am I lost for words, and you can make complete sentences?
Why do my legs feel so weak,
And you can leap over fences?
Why is it that I can't sleep, I have to force myself to even eat, my mind is constantly revolving around you, I hate this scenic aerial view....
I don't seem to cross your mind,
The look on your face tells me your doing just fine.
How could that be with you but not me, my whole world is empty and incomplete..
I don't get it, all I do is cry and sit here everyday and wonder why...
Why your love for me is wilted and dry, and my love for you makes me want to die!

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