a broken heart is an honest one

unrepressedeleutheromania:

afraid of the unrequited

If you are afraid of the unrequited, there is a chance you might have learned it from a parent. and you were probably young; children are too impressionable. it lingered in the air and echoed through the silence when you asked your mom when you were going to see dad again. the word “unrequited” is a taste bud on the back of your tongue that will always remind you how even the sweetest things turn sour.

if you are afraid of the unrequited, you will start to type a message to your friends because the loneliness has become to heavy, but you will always be stopped by the sour taste of trying to swallow your pride.

if you are afraid of the unrequited, you might apologize for yourself every day and tell people that you wouldn’t blame them if they cut you off. maybe being alone will feel a little easier if you are certain you did something to deserve it.

if you are afraid of the unrequited, you might go out in public to make sure you are seen

talk to yourself to know that you have a voice

watch strangers converse to convince yourself that everybody has somebody, even you

you might write poetry to try and teach yourself the lessons on the love that were never requited to you.