From Joy Comes Pain

As I sit here writting all my joys and pains come to mind. Trying to focus on one when another one distracts me. A joy I remember that brought such pain. The though of of me and you. The joy being seeing you every day and hearing what youd have to say. Or pointless conversations that in the end meant so much. The pain being that I soon fell in love with you but later realized I couldnt have you. Realizing that you could never love me as you loved her. Realizing you could never look at me like you looked at her. But hopefully by now when you look into my eyes you'll see my joy. But look deeper and find my pain and realize this was a memory that could never be the same