I see you just about everyday, my heart leaps into my throat when I see a message from you on facebook... You're an ex... but you're still my prince. I have no choice but to watch you with a distant heart to protect myself when I'm near you, to smile and watch you date others and be there for you when they don't work out. I can feel myself breaking on the inside while I force myself to smile for you. You don't know the love I have for you, you may never know... I have no back bone to tell him how I feel anymore. I don't want the tiny piece of my heart to shatter with the rest of it... I have to pretend like things don't bother me, I have to hide my love, my feelings, my warmth... just to protect myself. My confession is that I love him with all my being for who he is, for what he is. I love him because he is himself, true to himself... and I would love nothing more than for him to give me a second chance... but when it comes down to it, I am ill and I don't have the time anymore. All I can do now is watch, feel the happiness and love for him in silence and in pain. I confess that I wish things were different... That I wish I could have shown him the me I am today before it was too late. I am a coward.