My heart aches for you, and you fail to see it.
But, how can you be expected to?
I have not told you.

Yet, I have told you, several times.
Hundreds of times.
Thousands of times.
I have spoken with my eyes,
my actions,
my indirect words.
I have even expressed to you
my emotional agony.

You still do not fully understand.

How can you not?
I have tried to say it in every possible way I can,
but I cannot seem to utter those three special yet cursed words.

I love you.

I think you know I do, though.
You may grasp this idea yet.
However, you do not know their extent.
You cannot know.
I and only I am in my head,
thinking my thoughts.
You cannot comprehend this.

Every day,
every night,
sunrise
to sundown,
and every second otherwise,
you are on my mind.
But even that is an understatement.

I long for you.
For your touch,
your words,
your comfort,
your presence.
And every day,
every night,
sunrise
to sundown,
and every second otherwise,
these things belong to her.
I see this.
I know this.
But my heart cannot fathom this,
the fact that you will never be bound to me
in any way.
I realize this,
yet I am forced to keep this on,
not giving up,
not giving in to the obvious which I full know.

You will never love me,
and yet,
my heart aches for you.