Told myself it wasn't love

I told myself it wasn't love -
I was afraid of loving you:
rejection hurts more than a tired heart
for it squeezes all emotions from your soul,
leaving you bare against reality's blank slate -
a state of invisibility and loneliness.

I called upon my friend, Time,
to help me forget you, only you...

Yet with every passing moment,
you plague my thoughts
with your humour and wit,
and I realise that I haven't forgotten -
I haven't forgotten you.

Turns out Time betrayed me,
so I gave Distance a call
to evict you from my heart
you unknowingly lived in.

Oh, Distance tried, oh yes she did,
but you just couldn't be moved,
for you were so deeply rooted
in my garden of love for you.

I told myself it wasn't love
and I tried hard not to love you
because you clearly loved another.

I failed.
And I'm sorry.