i had a funeral for you in my mind. i buried you in a graveyard on the highest mountain. sometimes i visit you & i get on my knees & put my head against the ground & scream & cry & ask why i was cursed with feeling something that was only real to me. you were always just a ghost.
Its never enough hurting me. You hate yourself or you hate me so much that you have always been punishing me for loving you.
