silent move

That feeling still comes to me even after all these years have passed
the intense love and obsession I once had turns into a lonely hate
the feeling that once made me giddy as child, a girl with her first crush
now tends to become some melancholy sorrow that just reminds me of how pathetic this is

how can someone never notice that theres someone out there that would do anything
anything to just have that person in your life physically not just in the countless wasted dreams and wishes
but then I think of the other aspect, how can one person be so pathetic
be so pathetic that the sight of this obsession turns into complete misery and depression

I hate knowing the realization
knowing that all I have of us are memories
my mind knows the truth but my heart tends to be stubborn
as cliche as all the movies, stories, songs
I am in love

then again how could I call this love?
isn't the other part suppose to answer back the feeling
the obsession is in denial, I know but don't want to admit
no, its not love then I guess, but what then?
Growing up in your presence after knowing our friendship had ended was hard enough
but as adults?

Adults....That word is still far for me to comprehend
but then again, you've found your love, the one that will make you happy, be you all
Me, I'm still stuck thin trapped little girl mind set
dreaming of the hopeless romantic's false images
The silent motion picture called "Love"