un·re·quit·edˌ- (of a feeling, especially love) not returned or rewarded.
“But you know, she’s the most amazing woman I saw in my entire life, I love her, and I don’t understand why she made me feel that way.” you said. There’s pain in your eyes and in the hoarseness of your voice. I don’t know, maybe from crying when you found out she does not really want you, or from the fact that you just woke up. I kept my lips sealed, knowing you did not want me to say anything, but instead to just listen to what you’re going through right now. I’ve known you for years, and what I really don’t like seeing is you going through the same shit over and over again. Wanting a love you deserve only to get nothing in the end. I hate seeing you this wasted over some girl who broke your heart just because she was really confused on what she felt towards you.
“I... I felt like I’ve lost everything.” You said,
“Shh, you didn’t. You did not deserve any of this.” I said. Fool, I should be saying these lines to myself. Ah, here I am again, listening to how you talk about her. Just when I promised myself that I’d distance myself from you in order to protect myself. You took my hand and rested it on your hair, I knew what it meant. So, I did what I usually do, I played with your hair gently, tugging on each wave to make you fall asleep again, at least to somehow forget the pain you’re going through. In one swift moment you held me close to your chest, I did not know how it happened. We intertwined our hands, and you whispered.
“Don’t leave me, don’t leave me too.”
“I won’t. I promise.” I’ve lost count on how many times I told you those reassuring words over and over again. I am your pillow, your shoulder to cry on, and someone who had been with you from the start, and you were the same to me. A best friend
I watched you fall asleep, traced every outline of your face, the broadness of your shoulders and the warmth of your heart.
“What you need is someone who’d love you, flaws and all.” I whispered,
But what I could never tell you, was how much I love you, flaws and all. Why? Because I am not the one you wanted.
