I don’t want to be your friend
I fell in love with you. I just can’t fathom that you still wanted to be friends. I suffered in silence. Plunged in my pain, without you even knowing that your smiles, hellos, good morning and good nights are tearing me up inside. I had to reciprocate your friendship, because not having you as that is worse than not having you at all. It was never your fault that you didn’t feel the same way, but it wasn’t my fault neither that my heart chose to love you. I apologized for loving you more than what you expected, but I realized that I shouldn’t keep apologizing for something that’s hurting me, most specially, I shouldn’t apologize for being honest. I would love to be your friend, but it is hard to be that right now. I still have this lingering feeling for you that I am trying to kill, and with your so called friendly hugs, kisses, text messages, it might come back from the dead.