A hand that I cherish,
being held by another.
Although I am just a spectator, Intense jealousy courses through me, hatred twitches in my fingers
don't I deserve a route with you?
don't I deserve a route with you? platonic,
don't I deserve a route with you? platonic, sexual,
I don't care, just staying by your side is enough. you are all I need to stay alive
I don't feel love, not like a lover would.
But you make me feel more pain than in any hell or more sadness than in any funeral with a thoughtless comment
You make the world light up for me. Without you, I feel empty
Yet you leave me behind
Am I only a stepping stone for you?
When I need you the most
fakers monopolize you, and you respond them.
But when I stretch my hand out desperately
all that I feel is the cold air.
Wasn't I a friend to you? Please don't leave me. Please.