She could never understand how I feel about her. Since I've finally told her how I feel, knowing that deep in my heart I'd be denied. Instead of losing her friendship. I just stayed the way we were. I fell for her personality for reasons I can't explain. It just feels like I'm lost within a story of mine with much confusion and inexplainable scenes. My feelings for her remain, but I cannot tell her. It just feels like it shouldn't be said, for it would thin the twine of our friendship. I just know that someone of her knowledge and beauty could return the feelings to someone as homely and dimwitted as I. Such a disparity I feel in my heart as I talk to her and listen to her with a feeling of masked sadness. Always fatigued as I chat with her about the common things we would. Forgetting has been difficult for me lately, since I wonder about the "What could have been." But I could never be her boyfriend I'm just too simple minded, while she is a wonderful complex masterpiece. If only I could be what she wanted, if only I could be smart enough, or look good enough to the point its someone she could go for.Though as many times as I play it back in my head I'll never believe it:
"Its not you... its me."
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