I didnt cry myself to sleep last night.
My arms dont ache for the feeling of her in them.
I dont worry every waking second about her.
I dont miss her so much that i cant even sleep anymore.
In mot depressed to the point that i cant do anything with myself anymore.
I dont stay up countless nights just waiting for her.
The waiting isnt messing with my head at all. Im perfectly fine.
Its not a big deal because i cant love her that much....
I can lie all i want about this but even you who read this know the truth.
All i have to say is, i do love her that much, i love her more then it should be possible to love someone. I love her to the point that i put her above all that makes up our world. This isnt wrong because it hurts me. The pain is wrong for hurting. Love can never be wrong, only misplaced.