I don’t know what to do!

I don’t know whether I should be happy or sad?

I love her more than life itself.

Though all I truly want is for her to be happy.

My own brother, my own fucking brother!

I guess I have to admit that I don’t love him enough to wish him the best.

I just want what he has, God I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anyone.

That’s no lie, no stretching of the truth.

I yearn for the simplest of touches, just the faint catching of her scent!

It’s obsessive, I know, but I have always been that way!

Could I hate him for being with her, hate him for my unrequited dream?

Every part of me finds it completely plausible!

I don’t want to hide any longer, I want to go in that room and tell her, “I’m in love with you!”

I’m just to terrified of losing her, of never seeing that beautiful face again!

I just want; I just need to cry, but the tears they just won’t come!

I just have to keep my counterfeit smile, and pretend to happy for them.

I hope, and I pray that one day I will not feel this way!