Unrequited love… what a strange feeling.
You give and you give just to be taken from left with your cup never filled.
What is love if it doesn’t fill you with happiness? Is it love if you are left with only sadness and regret?
How do you let go of love never had? A whisper of a chance with the promises that were never fulfilled.
Was it love or desire that left only longing in your heart?
If they would not choose you why do you continue to choose them?
Oh dear friend, Maybe it’s time we allow our hearts to mend. Choose ourselves first and not them. Allow the longing to slowly ease, the anxiety to rest finally.
Will they love us yes or no? If they can not answer maybe just maybe it’s time to let go.
With Love,
Poetry With Me 
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