LEAD MEE THROUGH THIS PAIN

I FALL ALL OVER AGAIN

I TRY TO PRETEND YOU ARE NOT THERE.

I TRY TO SEEM UNAFFECTED BY YOUR PRESENCE.

I TRY NOT TO SHOW THE PAIN.

I TRY TO HIDE MY EMOTIONS.

I TRY... BUT DEEP INSIDE I CRY.

TODAY YOU WAVED GOODBYE.

I SMILED AND SAID FAREWELL,

THEN MY EYES MET YOURS.

SUDDENLY, I FELT A MASSIVE WAVE OF PAIN RUN THROUGH ME.

VIOLENT PANGS OF SORROW CONSUME ME
I TRY... I KEEP TRYING... YET I FALL ALL OVER AGAIN.

THE PUNGENT STENCH OF FERAL JEALOUSY ENVELOPES THE AIR

Every single day is a torment. I don’t know what I’d find out, what I’d hear… where you have been… who you were with… what you’ve been up to. I struggle through each day; enduring the painful stories I hear. Suffering through the cutting edge blows of jealousy, suspicion and desperation. I look at you and I feel a painful longing; a fierce desire so intense, the air reeks piquant of burning passion and the pungent stench of feral jealousy envelopes the air.

Dawn raptures with anxiety. Dusk falls with an agonizing pining for your love.

THERE IS ONLY YOU.

EVERYTIME I LOOK AT YOU

I used to think that I was strong. I realize now I was wrong. ‘Cause every time I see your face. My mind becomes an empty space. And with you lying next to me, Feels like I can hardly breathe.

I close my eyes, the moment I surrender to you. Let love be blind. Innocent and tenderly true. So lead me through tonight, But please turn out the light. ‘Cause I’m lost every time I look at you.

And in the morning when you go. Wake me gently so I’ll know, That loving you was not a dream. And whisper softly what it means to be with me. Then every moment we’re apart, Will be a lifetime to my heart.

I close my eyes. The moment I surrender to you. Let love be blind. Innocent and tenderly true. So lead me through tonight, But please turn out the light‘. Cause I’m lost every time I look at you. Lost, every time I look at you.

FALLEN (Excerpt from the song)

What is this I’m feeling

I just can't explain

When you're near; I'm not just the same.

I try to hide it, Try not to show it.

Doesn't matter where I am,

Thoughts of you still linger in my mind

No matter what time of day

I've really, really Fallen for you...

LETTERS TO MY SON (Excerpt)

Sometimes, hopefully at least once in our life – the gift of love will come to us in full power, and we take hold of it and celebrate it in all inexpressible beauty.

This is a dream we all share.

More often, it will come and take hold of us, celebrate with us for a brief moment, then move on.

When this happens to us, we often try to grasp the love and hold on to it, refusing to see that it is a gift that is freely given and a gift that just as freely moves away.

REJECTION

I told you…
You are mine…and mine alone
But how can I keep holding on to you
When you don’t want me to keep holding on.

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DESOLATION

The scent of your skin…the smell of your perfume…your sweet breath…the feel of your skin…the sound of your voice…the scorching ardor of your gaze.

There is only you.

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ANGUISH

No respite
No time
No distance
ONLY YOU

TORMENT

You’re so near…yet you are beyond my reach.
You are right beside me…but you seem so far away.
I want you…but you could never be mine.

I'M SO JEALOUS OF LOSING YOU TO THIS WORLD YOU WANT SO BADLY

No, like a dear listening in the wind you strike me still. You have eyes like no other. I sound as stupid as a school boy, but you're everything I care for. And by the sweet breath of Aphrodite I'm so jealous of losing you to this world you want so badly.

I found it in Egypt... the man who sold it to me said it came from a time when man worshiped sun, and stars. I'll always think of you as the sun. And I pray your dream will shine on all men.

HOW MUCH LONGER?

How many young men, in all previous times of unprecedented steadiness, had turned suddenly wild and wicked for the same reason, and, in an ecstasy of unrequited love, taken to wrench off door-knockers, and invert the boxes of rheumatic watchmen!

WATCHING THE LIVING

I sat down upon one of the benches in the park, and rested my head upon my hands. I felt numbed and stupefied. The world and everything in it had changed for me during the last ten minutes. People passed me as I sat - people who laughed and joked and gossiped. It seemed to me that I watched them almost as a dead man might watch the living.

AGONY

Should I smile because you're my friend, or cry because that's all you will ever be?

HOLDING ON TO SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T WANT TO BE HELD ON TO

I am everything you want; I am everything you need; I am everything inside of you that you wish you could be. I say all the right things, at exactly the right time, but I mean nothing to you and I don't know why?

RAGING SEA

"No man knows till the time comes, what depths are within him. To some men it never comes; let them rest and be thankful! To me, you brought it; on me, you forced it; and the bottom of this raging sea, has been heaved up ever since."

"Yes! you are the ruin--the ruin--the ruin--of me. I have no resources in myself, I have no confidence in myself, I have no government of myself when you are near me or in my thoughts. And you are always in my thoughts now. I have never been quit of you since I first saw you. Oh, that was a wretched day for me! That was a wretched, miserable day!"

LOVE ME... HATE ME... BUT SPARE ME YOUR INDIFFERENCE

"I don't ask you for your love; give me yourself and your hatred; give me yourself and that pretty rage; give me yourself and that enchanting scorn; it will be enough for me."

ONE WAY TRAFFIC

Love, unrequited, robs me of my rest: Love, hopeless love, my ardent soul encumbers:Love, nightmare-like, lies heavy on my chest, And weaves itself into my midnight slumbers!

William S. Gilbert

A mighty pain to love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss; But of all pains, the greatest pain is to love, but love in vain.

Abraham Cowley

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

Washington Irving

Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.

Charlie Brown

An act of love that fails is just as much a part of the divine life as an act of love that succeeds, for love is measured by fullness, not by reception.

Harold Lokes

The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.

Anonymous

You never lose by loving. You always lost by holding back.

Anon

My love is of a birth as rare. As ‘tis for object strange and high: It was begotten by Despair. Upon Impossibility.

Andrew Marvell