What was it like to fell in love with someone who wasn't returning the favor to us. Simply says ... Unrequited.
What was it like to like someone, and keep it to yourself, and let the one you loved clueless.
What was it takes to overcome the feeling of being unwelcome, feeling missed, missing someone which we thought that they also missed us, but nope... it was just not happening.
The feeling of odd emotions
The stirred up
The sadness
and the grief
I just want you to know
that I didn't cry at the moment you break me
but I cried now and then
and now
up till I realized
There is always someone else
Always
Right? Dear ... Is it
Are there?
To Dear with Misses
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