I dont think you understand how badly I want you to love me.
Brother, Do you really love me? I’m sitting here in a corner crying; wishing you would love me…agreeing to the reason why you can’t say it – hurts.
You don’t even talk to me anymore. You don’t even care for me anymore. But its understandable .
I sit here waiting. WISHING I could feel the warmth again, and knowing that when I finally get to see you; you’ll think nothing is wrong. Which is my special gift, i’m pretty good at hiding my feelings.