That was not love.. Love was never there.
Our young hearts were misguided.
Our innocent eyes blinded with the lie of it.
Why should I grieve over a feeling that was never there but yet was absent when I needed it the most??
Whenever I try to forget, it haunts my dreams, day and night the images are there of what never was. Of what never could be.
I call for relief from this Heartache, but the agony lingers.
When shall this distress cease?
