i loved you

I can't tell you how I feel anymore. So I miss you silently. Quietly. I write about it sometimes in my poetry but you never read any of it anyway. So you'll never know how I really feel. Maybe that's for the best.

Oh how I loved you. I think I loved you more than I had ever loved anyone. And I thought you felt the same about me. But you didn't. You really didn't, did you?

I think the saddest thing is I've accepted that I will always be the one that loves too hard. Too fast. Too much. So I can only apologise. I'm sorry for how much I loved you.