Unrequited love. Sounded more like nostalgic and ironic at the same time. One who knows may one may feel but to the one that feels the anger, the hurt, the lost, the unrequited. But most of all, the pain. Not having him. Being able to stay beside him brings joy and sorrow. You know that you’re there not as a lover but just as a friend. We choose to love the person who more likely to not love us and treasure us because we believe that one day maybe, just maybe they’ll realize that what we had was treasure and true.
Love is about letting go. Letting go and finding better, finding what you deserve. The mission failed that’s why it’s unrequited. To find new, one must let go. One must sacrifice. That sacrifice must be willing. That sacrifice must be a victory and by the time you’re healed, you’ll meet him.
That guy that you can’t have. And in the back of your mind you’ll say still questioning “Was it worth it?”For all the broken one would ask themselves.
Maybe by that time you’re walking with someone perhaps your husband, your daughter, your son or by yourself? But for whoever and whenever it is, whatever the scenario is going to be I hope that you can seize that feeling that might come up and just smile.
I hope I can do it too, for MOVING ON sounds easy but I died a thousand times in pain just to appreciate this phrase.