Unrequited love is the worst. For when you have someone who loves you back, you trust them that they won't stab you in your chest with the dagger in his hands, as he trusts you that you won't ever try to stab him back with the knife clasped in your hands. But in unrequited love, you have your hands clasped in a double-edged sword. You try to make him love you by trying to color your body with your blood and you try to make him fall with your bruised lips that you bit because you tried not to cry when you saw him with someone else. And what's the worst is when you try your best and you don't succeed, you stab yourself with the sword and as he looks at you, you say sorry for your mess as he takes your injured heart away.
can we stop loving people who don’t love us back? // a.j.
