Love should bring overwhelming feelings of happiness, joy, and serenity, yet here I stand in unbearable agony as a result of mine.
My trembling hands try to reach out to you to no avail. I am left alone with my pain and an endless list of questions.
I wonder whether I cross your mind as much as you cross mine. I stare into the distance, thinking of you and knowing that I'll probably never be able to call you mine.
Why do we fall in love with those who are incapable of loving us back?
I notice the way your eyes wander as women walk past; your back straightens and your mouth curls in admiration. I remain silent, knowing that I'll never be on the receiving end of such a gaze.
I watch you flirt continuously, oblivious to (or just unbothered by) the fact that I'd happily give you my world if you would only commit to accepting it.
I constantly ask myself why I allow you to have so much of control over me, what I gain by letting you into my life, and why I'm still unable to walk away.
It’s so hard to imagine myself with someone else even though you were never really mine. Why do I allow myself to keep loving you as if things will change one day?
I know that you could change your ways if you wanted to. I guess I'm just not enough of a reason for you to change.
Is commitment really so terrifying that you’d rather just leave when things get heavy and run back when you think you’re ready, only to realize you cannot handle a "real" relationship?
I stare at myself in the mirror, wondering why I let you play games with my heart...yet I still don't know how to let you go.
You walk back into my life at your convenience, regain my trust and use my heart to your advantage...only to end up taking it with you when you inevitably leave once again.
It’s so easy for you to come back, acknowledge my love for you, and expect a reward while I spend endless nights in tears, blaming myself for not being loved by the weak guy I can't let go of.
But it’s time for me to close this chapter; I need new characters and a worthy plot to reach the ending I truly deserve.
You might not recognize the power of my love, but someone else will. He'll never let go of my heart and trust me, it will be the best love he'll ever experience.
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