Are my feelings but a game to you, a game that has no end, no ceasing of the pain that the dice forces you one step ahead and two back.
But if that game were to end, would you win the love you wanted, but wasted away toying with my feelings as if it didn't hurt me.
Can you really love me, kiss me, hold me knowing that I'm lost forever. You never know what you've got til it's gone. Oh how true those words ring within my ears.
Ignorance no longer bliss, but regret. You learn in time that what's right in front of you is the hardest thing to realize.
My love will never waver, but of course yours will. Your feelings may still haunt you, but your mind clouds over them in time. Numbing you, giving you the power to give up.
Tears will fall, no doubt of that. Hearts will die, of that I'm sure. But new life is gained, inevitable.
But growing apart to save one another is the strongest feeling and confession of love of our time.
And that is more true than anything we'll ever know.