i wish i never met you.
it's not because you hurt me,
but because loving you has been the most
silent, isolating and lonely kind of suffering i've ever experienced with anyone.
if i had known from the start that my heart would end up aching for someone who could never be mine,
i would have turned away before it was too late.
where am i to store all this heartache?
i have spent so many nights wondering what it would feel like to be the one you chose.
and yet, despite everything, i still love you.
even though it hurts.
even though it's hopeless.
if loving you meant hurting like this,
then i hope i never learn to love again.
i should've known you were never mine to keep.