We all know Romeo and Juliet...their love was consequentially marred and inevitably unsustainable, but they knew their love was not unrequited. It was real and significant. But what of feelings that are not or no longer reciprocated, why not just say so? What exactly are you continuing to hang on to...the hope? The chance that they'll reappear? The inability to hurt another's heart, another's soul?
When did fairy tales become just that...fairy tales? When I turned 30? When I was forced, or perhaps even chose, to be alone rather than in a relationship where I no longer held the same expectations as him? All of the above?
"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not f---, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane." -John Green, Looking for Alaska
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