• I love you, but I can not love you.

    I want you, but I can not have you.

    So I will sit here and watch you.

    I know you can see me.

    You smile and wave, but never notice the pain it causes me to see you.

    You asked if I'm alright, and I say yes.

    Just another lie to add.

    And you never notice. I sit with you on the bus and you talk or laugh or just sit.

    But I sit and stare at you, hoping that one day you would notice all the pain I feel.

    But sadly you don’t. I don’t mind anymore. I still cry a bit, but like you said, "The past is the past and nothing can change that."

    I wanted to cry right then and there. But I didn’t; I don’t want to cry anymore.

    You don’t love me. You never will. I've come to terms with that.

    So goodbye my love. No.... goodbye my friend. I want you to be happy, even if it's not with me.

    I love you.