Tired Of Hoping You'll Love Me Back

I punched the wall, so many times. I trashed violently. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I did everything to try and lessen the pain. But I can't. It won't.

My cries eventually died down to sobs, "I should have known..." I sobbed. "I should've seen it coming..." I mumbled more. "I shouldn't have been such a fool expecting to be love back." I said and finally, my sobbing had come to a halt and I said in a flat tone, "Guess, it's quite tiring hoping that you'll love me back." I whispered.