"...unrequited love really is as horrible as it is always made out to be in books and movies. To feel so much for someone... but always at a distance, knowing they will never fully understand or possibly care how you really felt..."
See,
i am more comfortable with that Pain and Misery you just described. They're convenient. They're unrelenting. They are a good, reliable companion. They are symbiotic. They need you as much as you need companionship. Your love is
unrequited. Pain and Misery feed on those emotions and dispose of them for you. Pain and Misery are
much more familiar to me than love. Love is flighty, unreliable. Love will walk
with you to the breathtaking view of the mountain overlook, and push you off. Love doesn't
need anyone, shares no symbiosis with anyone. Serves no one but itself. It is a
wolf in sheep's clothing and that clothing is laced with a sweet smelling, highly
addictive pheromone that causes you to lose the ability to make sound
decisions.
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