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.