Unrequited Love

I was born to love you. That’s something I have always believed in from the very beginning. I don’t understand my own feelings but I know I was right and will always be. There are no words that can explain this kind of feeling that I have for you. I had no idea how or when it all began, but I am absolutely sure that this is not some kind of infatuation or just a temporary kind of bliss, not even just a state of mind.

I love you. I have loved you even before I was born into this world. I have loved you when I started to talk and walk, and feel happiness and loneliness.  I have loved you even before I totally understood the meaning of love itself.  You were there for me during happy and sad times.  You were there for me when life became too complicated, and even at times when things are smooth and slow. You’ve always been there, at all times.

But why can’t you love me back. I’ve tried all things that I possibly could. I tried to learn everything about you, exerted all my effort to bring myself to you.  I have tried, and sometimes I get tired until I reached the point of almost giving up.

Music. Why can’t you love me back? I love to sing, or play an instrument but things don’t turn out the way I want it to be.  I give all my voice, but it just doesn’t sound right.  Music – don’t you love me back? Singing – can’t you love me back? Oh, please, just love me back!

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