Taunted by the thoughts of never having you. Always reminded of the love and romance that will never be. I try and I try But it never works out. I'll never have you and that's probly how it will always be. Close enough to know you but never close enough to have you in my arms. I imagine but it just makes the pain eben worse. The thoughts, the feelings, the pictures... Memories that will never come to be true. It's pointless on how I hold onto what's not even there. Tears, Cuts, Blood... Why do I even try anymore?