For always you have seen my face
In times of joys and sadness
And still you say friendship
And still i dispise the word for it's graceful heading
Although I am grateful
I cannot parden my tears
Of wishes never to come true
While imperial thoughts come to mind
Which move in constant motion
He who has the quiet touch
Teaches more than words may tell
To hear it for it's madrical movement
Where eyes no hand can shade
For the beauty of it's secrets
Far reaches it's internal lies
And see it for it's harsh truth
To think of shameful dreams
That may not be troded upon with thoughtless toes
Just to speak the word would be immorally wrong to do
To WANT......To Just WANT
(A girl has a bestfriend named Matt and she's known Matt for years and
she never had an acceptable B/F. And now she has given up on love but every
time she talks to Matt she feels the one thing she gave up on. But she
can't ever have him to call her own. And it kills her so much that,
well... HER HEART BURNS. This is the reason for my title.)


 
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