I am Fine.

One day, I will finally hear your voice, the sound I have been longing for eternity.
I will at last feel the vibrations of your laughter against my skin.
I will discover the beauty of your cry waiting to be released.
I will manifest the reasons why I love singling out the tones from your vocal harmonies.
But for now, I am satisfied from just seeing you from afar, watching you smile with that girl.
A girl who wasn't me.
I am fine. I am fine with the feelings you stirred up inside of me, bombarding into my heart.
I am fine with the cold distance that hangs between us.
I am fine without your acknowledgment of my presence. 
I will cry myself to sleep, not knowing the difference between tears of joy and pain.
And you are the reason for my confusion.