The Sadness With The Light Of Hope

One-sided bonds

This lonely, contagious feeling Creeps into my mind, unkind. I push it back, I lock the door, Yet it finds cracks, slipping inside.

No one texts me like before, Perhaps they’re busy— Busy? Or just unwilling? Maybe I was never meant to stay.

I feel trapped in the cruelest bond, Not one-sided love, but controlled friendship. I reach, they pull away, I talk, they answer in whispers, Like I am just a passing noise.

I notice it now— No one truly wants to talk. I chase, they walk, I hold on, they let go.

What is this? Why do I ache? I have no right to demand their time, Yet I long to be chosen. I can’t force a place in their world, But why do I still hope?

These feelings must not win. They will ruin what little remains. So, I will bury them deep. I will talk like always, Act like always, Pretend like always.

But inside, I can’t bear to lose them. Even when one of them told me— "People come and go. Let them go if they want to. The ones who stay are the true ones."

Perhaps they were right, perhaps not. But I can’t hold one-sided friendships forever. Not anymore.

So, for now, I will step back. I will stop reaching out. If they care, they will come. If they don’t, I will let them go. Because one-sided bonds Must eventually break free.