bittersweet

I started to break down. The fact that you still cared made my heart break and hurt more. I want to see you, look you in the eyes, Call you just a friend and mean it. Not love you and not cry But that will not happen unless I love you from a distance. As for now I will sit and wallowAnd deal with my regret. It will be hard but maybe my heart will go on just as your already has. And maybe someday soon just as you call me friend I too will be able to call you friend and mean it.