If the story is over then why am i still writing pages?

There are days when waiting for you to decide if im worth the risk (or even worth keeping in your life) is taking everything and all of me, which is strange because there was a time when i waited and wrote you hundreds of letters every day even if i didnt know if you'll read any of them, and loved you even when I didn't know if i would ever hear back from you again.

But inspite of all that,

I still love you.

I guess i just dont know if im still hoping to hear that you still love me.

Is this acceptance? or is it just me taking the burden off of you, so you dont have to be pressured to love me back?

Guess im still gonna be writing pages...