wingzero7X

Facebook, a site meant to connect the world, yet in doing so my wounds are split wider. I see my friends sure, but I see her too. Bitter, envious, angered, Feelings that grow at the sight of her new found love. I think of the two years of my life, I think of that time, and my life now seems all the more empty. I dream of her in my sleep, I see her when I'm wide awake, that page on Facebook, I see her smile, I see her laugh, I see her in the arms of another, whom I wish to God was me. All seen and pain inflicted, I can't hate her, A fool, a broken heart, I still love her. I see her and still wish her happiness, I wish her this, ev