I do my best thinking after midnight before the sun comes up:
I think i 've finally realized why it's so easy to fall for the ones we can't have. It seems if we cannot have them, we tend not to let them know it. Maybe it's easier that way. No rejection, no beautiful romance gone sour. Maybe the "untouchables" really know the length of our affection but opt not to bring it up; perhaps for fear that whatever does exist between us would become awkward. What's most unfortunate is the sad reality that having this knowledge changes nothing. No, she will not come. No, it will not change. Alas, what is there to do?
I think i 've finally realized why it's so easy to fall for the ones we can't have. It seems if we cannot have them, we tend not to let them know it. Maybe it's easier that way. No rejection, no beautiful romance gone sour. Maybe the "untouchables" really know the length of our affection but opt not to bring it up; perhaps for fear that whatever does exist between us would become awkward. What's most unfortunate is the sad reality that having this knowledge changes nothing. No, she will not come. No, it will not change. Alas, what is there to do?