Sad part is I will continue to love you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you.
Its strange but the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on us as a person is not relative to the amount of time you know them.
Reminds me of:
The times when my desire for you landed me in trouble
It felt good so I wouldn't grumble
Had it not been sanctioned by mutual consent
I'd be in an asylum or prison but content.All these years I've had a story in my mind
A story like a gem never mined
A story of us that never existed
Of how my love was wrong and twisted
And for this story, I've kept you hung
On the wall in a frame of nostalgic songs.I get angry at my heart for putting me in this hell.
The anger always passed and sometimes I yell
But I never regretted loving you
And if I go to my grave never kissing or touching you
I'd still not think its wasted love
For I do not expect a requited love
It is as it is
What I give, I give free.
You owe me nothing in return;
Not Obligation,
Not Love,
Not Friendship or ConcernI was glad that if it wasn't me you wanted, it was going to be someone else who truly deserved you.
At least thats what I tell myself.
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Unloved
PoetryThings I felt Things I'm feeling Things I feel Crushing jez to get crushed.