Half......

My heart is palpaing that I couldn't sleep. I've never miss your way of speaking and your expression. A woman in love is supposed to be happy, but why is it so painful to me? My heart is shouting but I can't hear anything. I love you, I only love you. I can't be happy with a half of you. My love, a little late, is my fault. You couldn't help with that. And I know that too, but I want to be in your arms. I know there's no space in your heart for me but I still want to be with you. It seemed difficult already that I couldn't handle it. A wounded heart should be cured by another love. I cried again and again But I still love you. I can't be happy with half of you........