It hurts for no logical reason
but for all the illogical ones.
It hurts because they will never know what I feel for them,
they will never ever understand what they meant to me.
What they were part of,
in which wonderful moments they are in, in my memories.
It hurts because it will never happen again,
it hurts because it wouldn't happen ever again.
It just hurts.
That's the way it's supposed to be,
and that's why it hurts even more,
if that's possible.