It's killing me.

I know we are more than friends,
but less than lovers.

At what point are we ?

What is left to do when we trust each other,
we support each other,
we crave each others soul,
we understand each other,
we have each other,
we have made each other cry
but mostly laugh?
When we have said so much,
and at the same time
we left so many things unsaid,
and we can still find a topic?

What am I supposed to do when I write you 'I love you'
and you don't write 'I love you' back ?

Do you not love me?
Or are you being -again-
to shy to say what you feel out loud ?

You always sign your post cards saying you send me hugs.
Do you really mean it?
Do you imagine yourself hugging me?
Do you remember out last hug ?
I do.

It was at the bus station.
I still loved you and you still loved me.
We were both to shy.

I was looking for a signal,
something that meant you could still have feelings for me.
But I saw nothing.
You kept distant.
I thought I had lost you.
It was because of my shyness that we are not together.
I did not had the guts to say that I still loved you.
And when it was time to go I tried hugging you
but you pushed me away.

You broke my heart,
and in a certain way,
I broke my heart too.

And then that was it.
You grabbed your plane the next day,
and we haven't seen each other since then.

It is killing me, at what point are we ?