To love so deep and have it not returned is enuf to make one feel like they are complete darkness...
Stars; certain people; maybe angels get in the way to keep you going...
Romantic love is different than other flavors and requires so many elements to acquire it...
I think of a dream; you never wake from.
It's never a nightmare.
It has nothing to do with reality; which is why you may always want what you can't have....
Maybe that is for the best...
I'm as familiar with hate and anger as I am with love or rather being unloved...
I am worth something; just maybe not what I thought;
May my tears; which equal rivers that would form profoundness as prolific as the Grand Canyon not be in vain...
I Hate, and I Love.
Am I alone? I am.
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