the pain of unrequited love
an undying flame
Love doesn’t leave as easily as we let it in. We constantly open our hearts to those who touch them, leaving the residue of their presence and soul. We fall in love hard, getting in way deeper than our heads, but we don’t care. The hope that love creates is one of the strongest feelings in the world, and when it takes us over, there’s no turning back.
So when we’re rejected, it’s one of the most painful feelings in the world. It feels like we worked so hard and dedicated so many hours just for it to come crashing down in one single moment
“Sorry, I don’t see you that way.”
“Um… I’m not looking for that right now.”
Those words hurt the most, because now you just feel humiliated. There’s no chance anymore, and you’ve probably destroyed the connection that you had with that person. They reject you so easily, and you begin to overthink if they even cared at all.
The light leaves you. After being invested in this person for so long, it’s all over. You don’t think you can ever love again. You’re crushed, destroyed, hurt, and you don’t know what to do.
And the worst part is, you still like them. Even after being rejected. You still think about them, an undying flame that won’t blow out no matter how hard you try.
Is it the boredom of life that keeps you attached? Or is it because you simply can’t cope?
Whatever it is, you accept it, because having a crush is more fun than not having one. You continue to fantasize, to stare, to wonder, because that’s all you can have. Unrequited love is the end of a world we curated, our deepest desires and pictures of our future. The dilapidated dream just keeps growing, rebuilding itself from crumbs.
Yet you still hurt. You ache for their love, their presence. You shed those heavy tears on the night of your rejection, wondering if it’s you. If you’re too ugly, not funny, annoying, fat, anything your infinite mind will think of.
You just wish you could have something more with them. But you can’t.
It takes a long time to come to that realization. But eventually, we all do. We turn our back on that person for the final time, taking a breath, letting go. It’s difficult, but it has to be done. It’s better to let someone go than keep holding on. They’re not trying to keep you there, and you’re just hanging on the side of the cliff, sacrificing yourself.
There are fish everywhere in the sea. It’ll take some time, but you’ll find someone good; if not even better.
Love is not the end. The intangible aspect is what makes it so attainable. There’s such a variety that it’ll always be there for you. Holding your hand, wishing you luck.
with love,
hannah