I couldn’t sleep again.
I couldn’t stop thinking about you.
I couldn’t get you out of my head long enough for the sweet oblivion of sleep to take me.
I would take care of you, you know?
I would try to make every day a happy one for you.
I would go through hell just to see you smile again.
I shouldn’t even be entertaining this.
I shouldn’t because I know what I want isn’t in the realm of possibilities.
I shouldn’t think about you because you were never really mine.
I can’t do this anymore though.
I can’t put myself through this agony day in, and day out.
I can’t make it unfair for you to fall in love with me.
I would but I shouldn’t.
And that’s the most painful part of all of this.