Because it can kill a person. It can make the broken-hearted want to scream and implode with misery. It causes one’s heart to split in two. It makes people afraid and alone. Alone. I am alone. Because my beloved loves another. I was always meant to love this person and yet…and yet…he doesn’t love me. My soul is cracked in a million little pieces. No one can love me like he loves me. No one holds a candle, and yet he does not see me. He does not touch me. He does not hear my crying. He ruins me when he speaks of this girl he loves. But she cannot love him the way that I can. Because I have loved him every day and every hour we’ve been in each other’s lives. He’s my best friend and I am demoted. I am dejected. I am slaughtered by actions and inactions. I want to kill myself but this flamboyant misalignment shall do. But who is to blame?! No one. No one but myself. Because I did not take the time to give myself fully to the one I love.

Does he want my lips?

I’ll give it to him.

Does he want my body?

I’ll gladly lay before him.

Does he want to steal my heart?

It’s already his.

From day one, it’s always been him. Always. Always. Always. Forever. No more…💔