The Agony of L.A and W.F.

I don't have the right to make you stay 'cause you're not mine.
I'll just face the sorrow of being left alone and wait for the time that you'll come back.

I saw him with another girl, I got jealous, I got mad.
My temper exceeded to its utmost.

I felt so irritated that day, that very day.

He's not mine but I can't help but to be jealous of the other girls that surround him.

I just want to pull him off away the scene and own him, but I can't.

Things are getting more complicated each passing day.

I don't know where should I stood and what should I do.
I just wished that I didn't expect much on this fantasy, on this craziness.

I assumed and got paranoid as well, and I hate myself for doing so.

Your presence is a sweet torture that gives me both pleasure and pain.

With you here beside me is a dream come true.

To watch you move under the same room where I am makes me tingle and crazy.

Too bad, these positive things I have in mind can all of a sudden be cover up by intense pain.

I am with him, only inches away from him.

He's there, standing right in front of me but I don't know why all of a sudden he seems so close and yet so far.

I want him to be mine but he's crazy over somebody else too.

I am chasing after someone who's also chasing for somebody else.

Where can this lead me? How far can I resist the pain?

How long can I hold on to this feeling?

How long will I suffer believing in this wild fantasy?

Hey! I want you to know that you're hurting me.

I don't know whether it is your intention to do it or not,

the thing is that you're hurting me.

I just want you to know that

I LOVE YOU...
BUT

I AM NOT ASKING YOU TO LOVE ME IN RETURN!

How long can I resist the agony of loving alone and waiting forever?

12-18-12