Tears on my pillow

Here I lay on my pillow unable to stop the tears.

I've been betrayed.
Played.

By none other than my own self.

What a stupid little wimp I have become!

Having feelings--HA!

As if that ever solved anything.
As if it ever meant something.
As if I didn't know the pain it causes.

To feel --

To love ... Bah!

Call me fool.
Stupid.
Fucked-up-crazy-out-of-my-mind.
Ha!

...

I guess I am.

Heh.

In love with someone I can't have.

Someone who I know shares my feelings, yet we can have nothing.

I keep seeing you in my dreams and in my thoughts.
I hear you in my mind and I can't stop myself for falling in deeper in love with you.

And my tears keep coming and here I lay.

Waiting for a miracle...

<sub>And also for you.

Te odio. Te amo Come back to me.</sub>

...

_{I miss you.}