A Weary Soul

I write, because I talked to people and they belittled my feelings.

Sometimes, you need to break your heart to save your soul.

I can’t breathe for wondering day after day if you still love me, or if I’ve already lost you without even knowing

I miss you so much. Please talk to me.

To sleep with a heavy heart and teary eyes after I told you my feelings and you did nothing, worst feeling.

Forgive me, I can't stop myself from reaching out to you. I know I'll be hurt, but I still do it anyway. I refuse to believe that you don't want me anymore.

Loving you makes me feel like a fool, but even through the tears and scars, my heart keeps choosing you.

Till our next eclipse, my unrequited love

Let's meet in the fields of green

Have you ever lowkey begged for a call from someone? How bad did it hurt?