my yearning heart

-These are a collection of poems written from the perspective of the second female lead to the male lead about her heartache, her pain, and her obsession. It hurts her, but she continues to drink to drown her sorrows again and again. All that remains is her hollow, vacant self with deep sorrow inside. She is good at forgiving but forgets about all her scars and how she is hurting while loving someone. Love isn't supposed to hurt you; if it does, it's not love but something else. Who agrees?

So, just look from her perspective: will you continue to love someone while hurting, in pain, who doesn't feel the same, to whom you are unseen and unheard, whom he never loved?