What hurts the most

When I see you in the hall and your with her and you don't even notice me. Just knowing that I had you right there and then just let you go. But what hurts the most is not saying how I felt about you. I get mad at myself everyday, just knowing that all those times we fought and yelled I could have been telling you how much you meant to me. But I didn't and now I'm paying for my mistakes. If for once you could just look at me with those big brown eyes and hold me in your arms again, I know everything would be OK. If i knew that the day you left would have been my last day with you, I would have given you the most passionate kiss and hugged you with the intentions of never letting go. But like I said what hurts the most is seeing you love someone else.