What hurts the most?

I’ve always wondered

What hurts the most?

Losing the one we love for a friend? Or

Losing our friend for the one we love?

Wanting someone to love us? Or

Loving someone without being loved?

Being trusted by the one we hate? Or

Loving someone we cannot trust?

Thinking about a life that was? Or

Dreaming of a life that could have been?

Letting time escape with memories? Or

Holding on to memories with every passing minute?

Smiling when you know you don’t mean it? Or

Crying when you know you mean it?

Holding on to a person who was yours? Or

Holding on to the memories of a person who could be yours?

Loving just because you want to live? Or

Living just because you want to love?

Looking at an opportunity you let go? Or

Yearning for an opportunity you know will never come your way?

Expecting an answer to the questions of life? Or

Knowing the answers you can’t accept?