Life without you would be painful bliss. Not having to wake each day to the knowledge that love is a one-way street. I wouldn’t waste on tears on the past or future, I plead for a life without me in yours. A side character in your story. Loved for a chapter, but forgotten in a story. If I weren’t with you, I wouldn’t have to spend each hour regretting loving you. See, I know you could never love me like I’ve loved you. But the small chance you could, that keeps me awake at night. I want you to be happy. Though I know you couldn’t find that with me. I will accept that. I will. I will. I will.