The most painful love, is unrequited love.
To watch the person hold the hands of another, from a distance.
To watch your love seal your hopes against your wishes
Your wishes against your dreams.
Why hope? When hopelessness clouds vision?
Why dream? When nightmares haunt sleep?
Why love? When pain lingers in every corner?
A wolf howls to the moon,
The animals cower in fear...
But little do they know, do they understand,
That the puppy lost his heart,
Lost his love.
The one that died within, died without.
But the one thing that goes beyond unrequited love, is knowing that you were loved once before.
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