It just hurts, okay?
It hurts to wake up after dreaming of you, and
realise you could never be so close -- and still check my phone
in the morning for messages from you even though I
know that it's not possible. It hurts
if I try to convince myself that everything is okay when I know
that we aren't. I don't have
any
romantic
words
or whatever; it doesn't feel like
I'm torn in two, or like I'm drowning, and the beating
of my heart has nothing to do with this. It's not poetic or
pretty or tragic. It's not something to write lyrics over.
It just h u r t s
.
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