Thinking, Wondering, Desperate Curiosity
I think about you all through the night.
I wonder if you think about me.
I'm aching of curiosity.
The questions I ask will never be answered.
The words I think will never be spoken.
The silence is unbearable.
How do I survive?
Can you answer me that?
How do I survive?
O.O What is this I don't even... I really didn't want to make it Near but it just seemed to fit. Please R&R!