I live only for one reason,
I suffer every season.
I try to enjoy the life I have,
But it keeps going back,
To those memories of you.
I try not to love you,
To hide all of the feelings I have in me.
But it hurts me, tortures me, and kills me,
Not to let you know how I feel.
I wish for you to know so I will show,
The true feelings I have sealed.
I wish to tell you that I love you,
and that's the reason that I live for you.
Matthew Brazwell
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