Real love is feeling like being a part of that person's
life almost isn't enough. It's more like a feeling that
you would live in the same skin with them if you could
and share every thought, heart beat, and emotion as one.
Oh the pain of love,
Oh the pain of fate,
with love unrequited
souls can be blighted.
Better never to have
known love at all,
than to live a life
of pathetic recall.