When you've loved too long
There are people you've loved for so long that your love for them becomes a part of you. That you will never have the strength nor will to separate it from yourself.
The person you've spent almost half of your life wishing for, that it feels impossible not to think of. That you couldn't even imagine how it feels to hope for another.
The one you're still looking for a glimpse of in the crowd, even though you know they will never ever look back. That you wonder if you will ever stop waiting for them.
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I'm waiting for that time too. For the time I will feel nothing when I hear his laugh. For the time I will not have him running in my dreams anymore. For the time the only thing he is to me is just a kind acquaintance I've known for a while.
Because I will tell myself "I will stop today", but fate love playing a game on me.
Because I will catch his smile in the hallway, and I'm back to square one.
Because I have tried so damn hard to forget, but why does it feel like I'm losing a part of myself instead?
-NGA-
