"Was I perhaps the punchline of a joke, I asked myself, yet still hoping to see him again, regardless of the fact he did not return a single feeling I had for him."
This is a retelling of my personal experience in a one-sided love.
Why am I here almost a whole year and a half later writing about this? I don't really know. Perhaps it is because I believe that talking about it matters and it always helps. Even the most simplest thing in life such as love, but then no love is simple. Perhaps through sharing my experience I can entertain you; you may find it silly how I took notice of every little thing he did and how much it affected me; you may sympathize or even empathize. One-sided loves are nothing to be ashamed of, so here is mine. I will refer to him as X in this writing.