And believe me I try, but no, I can not. And all I do is write about love, love I never had, never felt, a love that never passed
But you make it real, at least in my mind and it hurts. It hurts every word not said, every hug not given, every message unanswered, it hurts so many times
And you're the reason for everything, and you don't know it, because of my fear that you will not feel the same and that everything will change, but you're always there and you will continue to do it.