I feel sympathy for the people who are in love with someone who doesn't know.
The person doesn't realize what they have,
or what they have lost.
They hold something precious, fragile, and valuable.
They have a heart in their hands, and don't realize the magnificence of that alone.
The beauty of the most terrifying force on earth is lost to longing stares and wishful hearts, yearning for nothing but a chance.
