Without You

Everyday since we've broken up,
I see you.
I hear you.
How I wish to feel you.

Its torture seeing you each day knowing you don't want to be with me.
Its hard on me.
It must be hard on you,
Since you want one of your friends to go out with me.
Seems like your moving on.
As I'm trying too.

But each day seeing you makes me forget about these other guys,
making me want you even more than I can bare.

Yet we are supposed to be friends.
And that one touching moment we had in my car made me think there was hope for us again.
But I guess we are to be nothing but friends in the end.
Nothing more.

However I would still like to know how you truly feel about me,
since that one day you said you were confused and didn't know.
I think you do truly know and you are scared of how you feel,
or how you felt if you really have moved on.

Because right now, I think I'm ready to move on.
Without you.

~Rae