Oh.
Speaking without words, and love's nothing but pain. So, why must we strive for it?
It's only doubt filling our minds, of something we'll never have.
Maybe we should stop here, maybe this ending isn't so bad. Maybe we're all just a bunch of lies telling ourselves that we are people. When people are just tiny spects on this earth, with no purpose in life but to live. But live how? Live with pain, and suffering, and dying love for a lover who has yet to love you back. When all you can do is breathe, and breathing still isn't enough to survive.
Oh. Speaking without words, and love's nothing but pain. So, why must we strive for it? It's only doubt filling our minds, of something we'll never have. Maybe we should stop here, maybe this ending isn't so bad. Maybe we're all just a bunch of lies telling ourselves that we are people. When people are just tiny spects on this earth, with no purpose in life but to live. But live how? Live with pain, and suffering, and dying love for a lover who has yet to love you back. When all you can do is breathe, and breathing still isn't enough to survive.