maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

He doesn’t love me

He doesn’t love me
And I don’t need a clue or story
That I should give up, I better give up
I mustn’t let this feeling to live

He could slap me through my heart
Word always glued in my mouth
But everything I do is for him
He has a power in me

Tangles severe complication
He always screwing my mind
I can’t get him out of my head
I can not even hate him

He doesn’t love me
He doesn’t even look at me
But I don’t care, do I care?
He is my only reason to breath

He doesn’t love me
And I’m always out of his door
I continue hope, a broken hope
He will open a little for me

He leaves a scar that last forever
I always have a right to forget
But my love is blind, how could you help?
It’s easy to say than to go away

He doesn’t love me
And I don’t want pity or sorry
That he will never love me
Of all the worst things in the world could be

Submitted: Sunday, January 02, 2011

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