There is nothing worse
Than being unrequited.
posted by blog prince | 9:03 pm
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Amen.
the first words out of my mouth were
AMEN SISTER,
sorry prince, and i concur
It is a smaller pain, for me, to be requited and parted.
I would rather be parted from the one I love and look forward to a reunion than harbor a fruitless, one-sided love that must be aborted. I prefer the promise of a possible garden to the desert of unfulfilled desire.
I'd rather sing across the galaxy in an attempt to pull my beloved closer, knowing my song is cherished, hearing him sing back to me, instead of rocking in the silent dark alone, mouth sewn shut, my heart beating its savage time in my throat.
I'd rather be missed than unloved.
It is better by far to have someone eager to receive your love letters than to watch them mounting upon the desk, aching with the knowledge that they will remain unsent. Unread. Unwanted.
What Tree said.
What Anonymous said.
I wholeheartedly agree, Tree. Although my experience in being requited and parted is very limited, in my mind to have been requited. . . to have experienced at least some bliss with your beloved. . . to have had at least one night with them. . . to know that you haven't been wholeheartedly and completely rejected. . . to have been at least given a chance. . . and to know that you are/were loved by your beloved and it is a matter of timing or distance or circumstance that keeps you unfulfilled. . . to know that if reunited, you would be met with a smile and an embrace. . . to know that your love means something to your beloved and is accepted by your beloved. . . there is at least some solace in these things. The only solace in being unrequited? "Well, at least I tried. At least I made my feelings known." To be unrequited. . . to watch the person you love choose another. . . and then another. . . there is nothing worse.
what tree said first and then what she said second...
she says what i mean perfectly
Amen to that.Yeah I know. I'm probably in the process of being unrequited right now...
but not yet...but if it does happen...I'll scream out on the blog..in bright red.
Unrequited. Unwanted. You're dead and the most important person in the world doesn't seem to care.
Now THAT's depressing.