Unrequited
Some days I wonder what's so wrong with me. I think about you all the time, but you don't seem to think of me. Waiting so patiently for your love to be returned. Waited in vain it seems; my heart so cold, it's starting to turn. Weeks turned to months, months into years. I'm just left here drowning in a river of my own tears.
Sad, but heartfelt Angela, so much emotion in your words.. The world can relate to this!
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