The Verily Thinker

I wake up late Rush to my college Where the red bus take me, A grave of my dreams. Here things are 'normal' stand up, wish, sit down. Listening to the lecture bible, a life of an internee. I no longer live here I used to wonder, old days the magic of numbers, love of science, not anymore time passed, things changed from under the trees to AC rooms, Where machine teaches, man listen, Where the joy of learning is lost so my dreams, Rest In Peace.

You called me yesterday to basically say That you care for me but that you are, Just not in love, at least not with me. Immediately I pretended to be feeling the Same way, and I led you to believe that I was OK. To just walk away from the one thing that's very sacred to me. well, I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it, and I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you. Underneath the disguise of the smile that I wear I am gradually dying inside. Friends ask me how I feel And I lie convincingly because I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering. So I wear disguise until I go home and turn off my light and then I break down and cry. So what do you do when somebody, you're devoted to suddenly just stops loving you and it seems they haven't got a clue of the pain that rejection is putting me through. Do you say "I will survive?" or do you lash out and say "How dare you leave me this way?" ...