sang the praises of unrequited love -- about how it helps you find yourself and helps you grow and how, in the end, it's not really about the other person at all. It was about you, and it was a feeling to be fully embraced.
That was three years ago, and since then, unrequited love has followed me around. It's somewhere between friend and foe -- the boundaries can blur so easily sometimes, if that makes any sort of sense.
Sometimes I feel like I can only love in unrequited love. As if that's my default setting. As if I only allow myself to fall for those guys who I subconsciously know won't or can't fall in love back. As if putting up some sort of protective wall will make everything easier in the end, even though deep down, I know that it won't. If you think about it, unrequited love is one of the safest ones there is. After all, there's no awkward first dates. There's no messy break-ups. It's a pretty stress-free life, actually. No risk of hurting someone. No risk of getting your heart broken.
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