Strolling hand in hand through blue shadowed mist
Begging with eyes for that first kiss
Love and laughter abounds through the night
Overflowing a soul teaming with life
Passion consumes when eyes first meet
Lips are pursed and craving their feast
Yet nothing happens, something's amiss
Never getting to share that first kiss
Tony Blisard.
When you fall in love with that girl that does not reciprocate that love it hurts more than I could have ever imagined. It hurts worse than when my mother died. The burning feeling inside my heart, it's so fucking bad.