echoes of the past

Do you know what's worst of all? That I still think of you and yearn for you. I don't know what I miss. Maybe your "I love you's", even if they were lies. Maybe your warmth, though always accompanied by pain. Will I miss the hurt? Or is it just that I miss what never was, But only what I wished would happen? I told you that you were the love of my life, But maybe not in this one, but the past one. Coincidentally, there was pain in that one too, Although it wasn't the intention of either of us. Only you will understand these last lines. Only we will remember those lives. I hope I don't run into you again, Because I don't want to fall into delusions. I don't want to cry anymore. I don't want to agonize one more day...