still waiting

How could I have not noticed you before? Perhaps I was looking, but not really seeing. All these years, all those times we've passed each other in the hallways, stood next to each other in the canteen line, hung out together at lunch. I had never given the idea of 'us' a second thought. 

I don't know how I fell for you. I don't remember. All I know is that one day I caught myself smiling, and I realised I was thinking of you. The rest, as they say, is history. I want to be yours. You just don't know it.

I can't tell you though. Because you might say no. But mostly it's because of her. You know, her. The girl who you call everyday, just to hear her voice. The one that holds your hand as you two walk down the street. The one that has my whole world in her arms, evertime she hugs you. The one who can say those three little words, and you'd say them back.

I told myself that I can wait. But not forever. No, because I have to let go sometime. Because you're not healthy for me.

I'm sorry.

Sometimes I wish I'd never met you.