Poezja

I thought we had something special, a friendship made to last...
We've been through so much together, while both letting go of the past,
I thought that I could control it, no longer it controlled me...
But you walked in and our eyes met, how wrong could I possibly be,
What am I supposed to do, with feelings that tear me apart...
So much for thinking I'm stronger, I have no control of my heart,
Am I to walk away from you, am I supposed to say goodbye...
That's not something I can do, it'd be easier just to die,
There are no words left to describe, the feelings I harbor for you...
"Lonely doesn't come close", but it couldn't be more true.