It hurts to love you. It hurts to be loved by you. It hurts to see you jealous and miss. It hurts to be jealous and miss you. I miss you every moment, even when you are around, because even when you arenext to me, you are not with me the we I want it. It hurts to see you being attracted to, meeting, even talking about anothe female. I am insanely jealous. Ready to zip your mouth and tie your hands and make you see only me and noone else. It hurts to know we are temporary. It hurts to realise your feelings have not reached the level to make you confident enough to literally come, and get me and you still expect me to make steps which you know I won't. It hurts to know we will never happen.It hurts to know we would be perfect.
