#59. Unrequited Love
She couldn't help this feeling. It ate at her every day. She tried to push it aside, to pretend it didn't exist, but just when she thought she had forgotten it or changed the way she felt; there it was again.
For instance, just last night she had dreamed of him. Nothing special had occurred in the dream and no life altering revelations had been revealed. They had been sitting in the park talking and the only thing she could really remember about the dream was that they had been in love. She had felt love and passion like she had never felt before or that she was sure she would ever feel again.
Upon waking she had felt a great sense of sadness and a sour sickening feeling came over her. There is was again, that feeling that seemed to wash over her and that she couldn't seem to get away from. She knew she was head over heels in love with him, but he would never feel the same about her.
Sure, they laughed and flirted and traded sarcastic remarks back and forth every time they saw each other. However, that was just their friendship and nothing more. That was how it was supposed to be and he would never see anything in her other than friendship and a partner to practice his witty comments on.
So she set her mind to suffer in silence and never confess to him her feelings, even if she knew somewhere in the back of their mind that it made perfect sense for them to be together. Being friends was better than losing him completely.
Preparing herself for the day, she put on a smile and tried to pretend she didn't die a little inside every time she saw him and realized he didn't return her feelings.
I was feeling a bit melancholy today. Hope I wasn't to depressing.
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