It just hurts, okay?
It hurts to wake up after dreaming of you, and realise you could never be so close -- and still check my phone in the morning for messages from you even though I know that it's not possible. It hurts if I try to convince myself that everything is okay when I know that we aren't. I don't have any romantic words or whatever; it doesn't feel like I'm torn in two, or like I'm drowning, and the beating of my heart has nothing to do with this. It's not poetic or pretty or tragic. It's not something to write lyrics over. It just h u r t s . ~