Loving you, but getting no love back.

You don’t think I feel the emptiness in your kiss,

but I do.

You think I don’t hear the emptiness in your voice

when you say you love me, but I do.

No matter what I do to try to make you love me, it never

works.

No matter how much I say I love you, it doesn’t get through.

How can I make you love me?

Why does this hurt so much?

Why won’t you love me back?

Why must you turn me away when I try to show my love?

Why must you hurt me so much?

I know the answer now.

We were all fools.

Fools who believed we could be loved.

Fools who thought there was someone out there who would

love us for who we were.

We were all fools.

Just fools for believing that there was someone out there for us.