How can i ever forget you?...

How can i tell you? How can i make you understand? All that we've been through, ended just like that. I never knew how it felt, till the day i lost you, i regretted so painfully after that. When you said you loved me, i felt terribly grand, but when you left me, the world's gone bland, sadness was certain, pain was there. You knew how much i loved you, but you didn't seem to care. What could i have done? I just blindly compared, till you said you hated me, there was nothing more to spare...

I thought i had forgotten you, so wrong i was there, but the feeling just won't go away, i'm really in a daze. How am i supposed to forget you, i asked myself that, i hope i can find the answer, before it's too late to mend...

God how i loved you, only i myself can fare. I just hope you remembered, it was me and you back then...

Nevermore...

After so long, after awhile, i thought i've finally forgotten you, but it's been a while, how i hope to forget you, i don't have a clue why, i just want to forget, i'm not giving myself a chance, what can i do? i'm really in a daze...

I tried to put a distance between me and you, for fear of falling back in love with you, it was hard to accept the truth, that there was nothing left of me and you, hard was it to bear, that you're no longer there, in that one special place, in that everlasting space, i once put you there, but now the place is bare, when will you return?

To my side, in which i hope you will once again, reside...

Never-ending story...

Why has it begun? When will it ever end? When will all this madness become and end? Suffering ceaselessly through the times, wondering where's the exit, it's only a matter of time, though it feels like it will never go away, i seem to enjoy it, day by day, what is happening, i do not really know, i just hope it'll go, and never again show, what am i thinking? And why am i feeling? It's just a waste of time, and it's not my line, the great burden it contains, i never dreamed i would retain, how can i throw it away? When all it does is stay and stain? Though stupid it may sound, but memories it contains, precious to me it is, but it's not a bliss, it's a fantasy, never a reality, so it will never come around, why am i dwelling? In this never-ending story? Where there is nothing of use, drowning in the pool of sadness, where there is nothing but despair, one day it will crumble, sadly with me, if i do not get out of it, as quickly as time allows me...