Hate the feeling when you think of someone, realizing that you can never be together. Distance is never an issue. Sad is, you're so close to each other, yet it's so far.
Seeing them together happy, makes you cry, makes you angry. Makes you say, "It should've been me who makes her smile". The thing that makes me more angry is the fact that you can never be jealous at the first place. You are not together, and you are no longer together. But I can't resist the feeling. It terribly hurts. It kills me inside. There's nothing I can do but to hope for their relationship's best.
Hate the feeling when you are moving on, suddenly came the past. Asking you again to go back at each others arms. After all the heartaches, the love you had with that person were already gone. The heart says, "Just give it a try", but the mind goes, "It's just a waste of time".