I don't know what i am waiting for. This life. just getting confused, stuck, whatever. And the life is mine, so. you know who's the one to blame. Got myself in a crooked maze, impassable, with lots of corners and no hints. It's a bit scary to imagine, what's the future holds, and now I speak more about the person I'll become, well in fact, what circumstances will have done on me. I love her. I do.  The most difficult thing is realising ' she aint needs me, she never will '. Not interested, maybe I seem irritating or annoying to her. Well, love can strike like, this, harder than a fly puck in your face. Sweet pain still hurts. And I am not a masochist.