My words for you
You know, I still adore your perfume, it kills me standing next to you every day, every single day of my life and being unable to hold you, kiss you and tell you how much I love you.
I know I may be a m********, we were never a couple, but when I put myself in a vulnerable position to make you feel like you carry the chains to my heart, you never said or even implied that I couldn't have a chance with you, , so i kept going and going, and wasting time of my life falling further in love with you. Vacations and time away from you did nothing after I waved at you today.
And you still smile at me with that gesture, that mystery gesture which doesn't tell me anything other than "I'm thinking of you"
And so I do, I think about how my mornings would be at your side, how I would make a meal for you, how I would kiss you, watch you sleep peacefully.
I LOVE YOU, I've never actually said that to you because I know very well the outcome of that conversation, and yet i still imagine myself every minute that passes by, if you just opened your heart to me and gave me a chance, I'm sure I would make you so happy. But the chance never comes, and probably never will. So i just keep staring at you, crying on the inside sulking on my pain and swallowing my tears, for the words you will never hear from me, for the kisses I will never give you, for never being intimate with you, never letting you know what I am capable of doing for you.
I will continue to bear this burden, until I run out of excuses for running into you, and my heart will just have to move on... or stop beating.
I love you...
I love you so much
and I hate that you don't
and specially I despise myself for loving you and wasting my time fantasizing about the lips i will never get to feel
I love you, and I wanna tell you every day, at all times...
and I wanted you to tell me the same thing...
I love you...