Torture

Looking at the full moon and seeing your face on it... that is torture.
Sitting at the coffee place where we used to meet... that is torture.
Trying to find your face amongst a crowd of familiar faces.. that is torture.
Hoping to see you at an event and finds out that you wont be there.. that is torture.
Seeing a person we both admire and I remember you through his actions... that is torture.
Reading old messages and listening to a recorded voice.. that is torture.
Talking to the stars and asking them if they saw you... that is torture.
Reading the book that I lent you just because I remembered you... that is torture.
Hearing your friends say that you wont be coming back... that is torture.
Passing by your office and thinking where you are in there... that is torture.
Telling you goodbye when I really dont want to... that is torture.
Being with someone else and still thinking about you... that is torture.
Keeping my real feelings and emotions to my self.. that is torture.
Wanting to text you but a part of me stopped me to do so... that is torture.
Reading your blogs and feeling that warm feeling again inside because I know you meant everything... that is torture.
Writing a blog and an open letter to you knowing you won't read it at all... that is torture.

And finally, letting Fate hold everything the ties that bind us together and thinking that someday, we might still see each other and be together... is the worst torture I ever put myself in.