Wishful thinking and lust that will never be love

Wow, I was an annoying sappy little teenager- Found this on an old site, I wrote this in 2007.

Trying to disguise pulse of my fast-beating heart is like stopping the rain from falling down today. The only thing that makes my life fall into place is this cold September morning, watching you look right past me. Not a glimpse, not a stare, not a touch, not a feeling will make you notice that I'm even here, concealing my fast-beating heart and undeniable intentions.
Wishing this wish, I can feel my heart break in two. At least now you cant hurt my pride, for how can you break my heart when it wasn't even whole to start with?
So no longer wishful thinking, goodbye love.. or lust, who even knows anymore.

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