plastic hearts still feel pain

i wanted this to work. I wanted this to mean something to you as well. I didn’t want to end up with another broken heart for the pile, when i was living just to see you smile. I dont want any guarantees or promises, i don’t want you to be my girlfriend i just want to have you with me. Its not lust and its not that im crazy i just feel like im missing out on something that i should really try to hold on to. You held you head close to my body like you did on so many nights and that felt so good, but why kiss me if you dont love me? Why make me hope for life in something that is as dead as the past? On my way home there was no traffic at all on the three AM streets, only lonesome me driving on through the night, everyone else was in the sheets or atleast behind closed doors. I cried as i drove those lonesome miles from east flat rock back to balfour, i cried because you mean so much to me and it doesnt matter to you that im the saddest ive ever felt before in my entire life, not enough to save me. EWD2013