Whatever Unloved Means

This may sound like love, heartbreak or selfishness but this is for myself. For the past years, I've been writing poetry. Wanting to express and to impress readers. And I then found myself trying to be calm of the love, heartbreak, and pain inside. Trying to accept my own faults. As we are susceptible for these emotions. Trying to move on from someone, from other people and from my younger self. These are the things I have felt over the years, may it be known and unknown to people around me. The rejections I had. The love I denied and disregarded. The insecurities that swallowed me whole. Things I had realized. Things I've fought silently. My winnings and my defeat. For all those days I have ever felt unloved, what I thought about it, and what I have learned from it.

And I am extending these lines and trains of chaotic convictions to those who ever felt the same. To those who have felt unloved, uncared for, unimportant, unneeded, unpretty, and alone. Hoping this will help them understand the different perspectives of their own emotions and spent sentiments.

And to those who caused all of these unpleasantries, I unlove you.