From Our Readers: To the One Who Failed to Love Me Back
I know you're happy with her but I can't help thinking that I wish it were me who was holding your hand. I wish I were the one making you smile, the reason for your happiness. Every single day of my life since I fell for you, I blame myself for not being good enough to deserve your love. I'm smart enough to know that you're just leading me on to get what you want but I admit that I'm stupid enough to let it slip right through my eyes.
I knew you wanted her; those eyes itself speak a thousand words. The way you look at me is nothing compared to the way you look at her. She is a tulip and I'm nothing but a daisy in your eyes. But you know what hurt so badly? It's seeing everything you've always wanted, everything you've always dreamed of, be given to somebody else. It's that bone-chilling moment when you want something so badly and someone takes your only chance away from you. The pain is borderline excruciating.
I still wonder if there will ever be a chance for me, a chance for us, but I have to stop those thoughts before I lead myself on to something that will never be. I just hope that one day, I'll be as happy as you are but in other man's arms. If there is something I learned in our unrequited love story, I know deep down in my heart that getting my heart broken doesn't necessarily mean the end of the world. It only means that a better chance and opportunity is coming. Thank you for teaching me that lesson.
If there is something I learned in our unrequited love story, I know deep down in my heart that getting my heart broken doesn't necessarily mean the end of the world.
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