Thoughts...

Millions of thoughts passed through my head: love, friendship, happiness, sadness. I try to organize them, but when I think that I have organized and controlled, the sadness comes back and I start to think again about the reason, pain not being able to be more than friends, I said I would wait, you told me not did, that we would not get more than that ... Sleepless nights thinking about it, about how we met, if I should do something to upset you, every Friday that we did not get to stay, were Friday I returned to my home with a feeling of pain, not being able to see you. Thoughts run through my head ends, separate, not knowing if I will take the pressure of if I will get these feelings that I have clear to you. But at least I have the consolation that we will be friends ... Hard is the life of unrequited love, but at least I know that if I felt this, I'll be able to feel the other person ...