My Lucky Number Seven.

You just had to slam it down on me didn't you. Maybe you did it unknowingly. But couldn't you see? I did everything. Everything. For you. When I told you that most of the things that I said weren't nonsense, I meant it. Couldn't you tell anything from our talks? Its not loneliness I feel. Its emptiness. I want you to fill it. I'm being direct with you here. I'm not hiding it from you anymore.

You weren't smiling, were you?

I'm just stopping the tears from coming out. Its the empty hole deep down inside that its leaking from.

Why must it hurt so much. Every time?

I'd give the world for you, if only you'd stay by my side.