Selfless

Sometimes, the love increase.
It laughs. It bleeds. It lets tears fall down without withhold.
I can see it, no doubt. He does not laugh in my direction.
Our eyes meet, but the souls don't gather.
I have wrapped it up, cut from the chest, ready for someone to fill it with love, for him to accept.
His ignorance, it's aging with blood.
It hurts.
But, she has a magic that makes you laugh.
Your happiness heals me, no matter where they come from.
Go and chase after them, I'm nothing, compared to your happy hours.
I only want to see happiness from you.
But still, x xxxx xxx.