Gone

by Cynthia
(McMinnville, TN.)

Why leave when you could have been here with me.. What's the point in love, When you just slipped through my fingers with no point in return. I gave you my heart and you threw it back broken, i wonder what i did wrong... was it all too much, Or was i just not good enough for you? But my heart beats for you and i cant make it stop. But now i still wish i felt something, Then i'd feel normal... I'd feel like a teen girl. But i don't want to love you anymore... So do one last thing for me; Make me hate you, just so i can feel something.