Do you know what is so sad about pushing someone away?
It makes that person think she is not welcomed, that a day gone by is fine without her. And for each moment that you care less, she grows comfort in that little corner she calls silence. For her every effort unnoticed, she feels it is never enough, that it can never be enough for the other to see. And slowly her every thought unheard becomes silent wishes on lonely nights, of a someday that you too can see through her, deep beneath her brown eyes.
She loves you. And she can leave everything for you. She loves you. And she wishes you love her too.