I Wanted

I had so many things I wanted to say. "I don't care anymore." "If you want me to I'll go away." I spent so much time, Too long of my life, On thinking, writing, and talking About you. In the end, I told you I was over you. A bold faced lie. I still find myself staring at you, Unable to look away. Why must I find the things I can't have so desirable? Why can't I get over you like I said I did. I still wish to be your friend, I told you that myself. However, the feeling doesn't seem mutual. I hope we meet in another life, And things go a different way.