I now have love
That will never be returned,
That I can never act upon,
For it will break me up,
Rip me into shreds
Scattered in the wind.
It hurts
To realise that
You can never love the way you want to love.
It hurts
To be the person you are
To be unloved.
Unloving.
I'm lost.
Trapped.
In a cage of self-loathing.
Wishing I could be
Something I'm not.
If I can't have love
Then I can have hope
Hope,
That someday
I learn to love.
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