I just need to let this out.

I miss you and I hate it. Because a part of me feels and thinks that you do not miss me. I like you, no, I might even love you already, and I hate it because you do not deserve me. A lot of people, our common friends, tell me to move on, to drop you and I know that I should but I just can’t. Hay. Damn this. 

Because I am not yet ready. 

Because there never will be an us.

Because we will never be connected with an “and” but always with a comma, in a group and never as a couple.

Because you cannot take the risk.

Because we are both enjoying our time being single.

And most importantly, you are in search of something I can never offer you. And it is just sad because there is nothing I can do about it. But maybe, just maybe, you can. 

But I will never know.