Late Last Night

Late last night as I thought of you, All my strength was drained from my body. As memories of you appeared in my thoughts. The tears came quickly, and raced down my face, Dissapearing in the darkness and into the shadows that have engulfed me. Now this feeling of emptiness is complete. As the tears kept flowing, and memories kept appearing. One in particulat gave me an ambivalent feeling. We are on a trip, Surrounded by natures beauty, Never was I so nervous. This one true feeling, That was surrounding me, Pumping throught my vains ever so free. I look at you, and tell you "I love you", Then you look into my eyes and say "I love you too." Never have I been so releaved, to realize our emotions Had grown so powerful. Come to find out maybe our love wasn't true. Now I'm left confused, wandering if you ever loved me. Because what I felt for you was so real! I would have done anything for love, I have done anything for love, All I ever tried was for love. Overtaking my love is a feeling of great depression. Co-existing with this depression, Is an uncontrollable agression. As I fall into this horrible faith, I can feel my subconcious mind, Slowly begining to desinegrate. My true love for her, was altered by her infatuation for me, Transcending me into this lonely state of mind, Which seems to be only I can see, and the rest of the world is blind! Blind to see me internally dying, Coping with this struggle, Where the only solution for me is to break down crying. Crying, because late last night. . . . was just like. . . . every other night!