Prologue

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Unrequited Love. Such a horrid thing.

In the beginning it started as a simple crush, but as feeling grew deeper, and deeper, moving on and giving up is destructive. 4 years with no contact, not talking to him, never even seeing his face yet the feelings and memories still haunt me. Their haunting melodies come all of a sudden, no preparation; and I'm left defenseless as my head spins with memories- my heart clenches, holding onto the ghost of my memories. Maybe I have moved on from him- as a person, but the feelings I felt the pain I experienced continues to stick; stick to me like an unwanted leech- sucking life out of me in my quiet peaceful moments.

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