Heartbreak-a strong feeling of sadness or disappointment.
I slam the dictionary shut, wondering why I even thought about looking it up. Sadness? Disappointment? That doesn't even begin to describe what I am feeling now.
He looks at me
I
Fake a smile so he won't see.
We hang out. It's normal for people who've known each other for over a decade. It would look weird if we didn't hang out. And that's the last thing I want. If things start to look weird then everyone would know. And I would for sure be screwed.
It's so easily simple that it's heartbreaking. We make small talk, chat, do the normal things that we do. But we don't go any deeper then that anymore. I make sure we don't. If we even tried to go beyond what we are now, I would break. And I can't do that to him or to myself.
There are moments when I feel like I'm about to shatter, and it takes me a few seconds before I'm okay. Walter doesn't even notice. He's so oblivious sometimes it pains me to be around him. I want to scream and rail and hit him, but I don't. Because then he would ask me why. And once I told him we would never be able to speak again.
Smiling is easier now. It used to be hard at first, but recently I've had a lot of practice. All he needs to know that everything is okay, so I make sure that it is. I hate feeling like this, I hate loving him and not being able to tell him. But it would hurt him and Kelli. And I love them both, and can't do that. No matter how much it hurts me, or hurts Sam to watch me hurt, I can't speak up about this. It would destroy everything.
She looks so beautiful
when they go walk around
And she's got everything
that I have to live without.
Two years. That's a long time to love someone and never tell them. But that's just who I am. Secretive. Quiet. I hide what I feel because I'm not willing to be vulnerable, to show weakness. So I act strong even though I'm dying inside.
I hate the way he deals with his relationships though. Dating one of our friends only to break up with her since, "She's not the one God wants for me." only to begin dating another mutual friend less than three days later. We're going to have a little talk next time I see him. He truly is tactless.
But I'd be lying if I said he didn't love Kelli. Because he does love her, I know him, he really does. And I am happy that they are happy together. I'm jut not happy that they're together. Maybe it Idoesn't make sense, but this whole situation has hurt too many people already. It's only a matter of time before it claims the next victim.
And is it the love that he is looking for? I have no idea. This looks to much like a rebound to last, and then they will both be hurt and things will be weird and God, I just can't deal with it any more. It's hard enough to love him and watch him be with other people, but when they start destroying each other I have to draw the line. I feel so helpless as I watch him go down this path.
It is hard enough to have to watch them get together, but knowing that the only way that this is going to end is by me telling him what I think and losing him, or him hurting Kelli and everyone around him again like he did with his ex. And I don't like the sound of either of those outcomes.
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
the only thing that
keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song
in the car
I keep singing
Don't know why I do
I cry a lot when I'm alone and no one is watching. It's simple, to fall apart where I know that no one can see. It doesn't take much to get me started ether, all I need is a glance at their latest Facebook post and I'm sobbing.
I don't know why I hurt this much. I don't know why I feel this way. All I know is that I love him. And he doesn't love me. And I think that I'm okay with that. I've always been everyone's friend and no one's girlfriend. I've accepted my position. But that doesn't make it hurt any less. It doesn't make the smile any less fake. Believe me, if there was someway around this, if I could stop feeling like this, I would. But I can't.
Kelli would kill me, I know because I know her. The last thing I want to do is lose her as a friend. I only just got her back. But I think this is the only way. And it rips me in two, but I'd rather have her only lose me then lose something that she can't get back.
He's the time
taken up
but there's never enough
And he's all
that I need to fall
into.
I hate myself sometimes, for loving a guy who doesn't love me back. Feelings don't just go away because you want them to, however. And maybe someday he might care about me the way I care about him. I hope that he'll open his eyes and see me eventually. Hardly likely, but can you blame me for hoping? I want him to so bad, no matter how unrealistic it seems.
Loving him is hard. All it seems to do is hurt me. But the little moments I get where we are hanging out and happy make everything else go away for a little while. And in a way, while they don't make it any better, they make it worth it.
He looks at me
I
fake a smile
so
he
don't
see
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