Why does it have to still hurt?
Why, why doesn't he love me? What's wrong with me? Am I simply a waste of air? Of flesh? I cared for him so much, and yet, he rejected me. We are simply 'friends'. Yes, friends, we are such good friends, he doesn't talk to me or even acnolage my egsistance. And yet I still love him and want him to love me. My heart still rases when I see him. It still hungers for his excaptence. Why? Why must I carry these feelings, these emotions that will never be? why must I stay stuck in this pain? I just want to scream. "I'm right here! You should pick me!" I never should have opened my mouth. I never should have told him. Not knowing would have been better. Wondering if he like me or not. It would have been better to never have known! I shouln't have said anything. It was stupid of me! But no, I had to gather the courage and tell him I loved him. I'm just not good enough...and I'll never be good enough...for anybody.