Love Poems & Poetry

I’ve managed to push too hard.
I feel deceived. Let down.
Not by her, but myself.
I’m obsessive.
I just want her to reciprocate what I feel.
I just want some communication, one way or the other.
I can’t keep going
Not like this.
Not waiting on bated breath for a call that isn’t coming.
It’s me initiating.
Love unrequited is not love. it’s foolish. its dumb.
it’s a waste of time
And perhaps my ultimate doom.

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