Sometimes, broken love is like this...

I will still be thinking of you just the same way.

I will still be feeling those butterflies in my stomach whenever you are around.

I will still look at you with such wonder of how

someone so near to perfection came my way.

I will still care for you just the same way.

I will still pray for you every night before I sleep.

But the only difference is

you will never ever know.