People are so quick on their toes to the kingdom that the worst kind of love – the most painful – is that in which the one you love cannot give you the same type of love back. They say that this hurts so lots because you’ve given your all to the person, you’ve tried your best, you’ve walked the ends of the earth, sailed on the harshest oceans just to provide one person the love you assume they truely deserve, solely for it to be thrown away.
But no person ever talks about the type of love one gives to anyone their heart doesn’t belong to. The form of love that’s born out of, well, pity. Movies, books, and songs have circled in and around the idea that nothing hurts more than loving someone so deeply, so passionately, only to give up with your emotions now not being reciprocated. They’ve all burdened that giving your all but not receiving anything again is the worst type of love.
But it’s not.
The worst form is always trying, constantly forcing, continually putting in an effort to be with anybody whom you understand you can’t give the entirety of your coronary heart to. Maybe not even a little bit. The worst type of love is the mere act of pushing your self to love any person whom you cannot love beyond friends.
It’s searching at this person with rose-tinted glasses due to the fact it’s the only way you’ll sense something from them. It’s letting phrases talk extra than your moves because phrases are the only way you can faux your fairytale love story. It’s knowing the ending of your story, with the hurt and you eventually free. It’s the sad fact of trying your heart to be damaged due to the fact it’ll harmless than for you to smash theirs.
It’s being the person on the different aspects of the coin, the different facet of the story—the one who’s doing the hurting. I think that’s the place it hurts the most.
Because even although you are treasured, you are cared for, you are loved, how do you remain completely happy with anybody whose smile you do now not think about at night, whose name you do not shout, whose touch you do no longer crave? How do you stay comfortable with any individual whom you do no longer love?
I suppose absolutely everyone talks about how they have been harm by using those who do no longer love them, however, I assume it’s time we talk about how we damage these who we pretend to. I assume there’s nothing worse than settling with any person who promises you the sun when it’s the whole goddamn universe you want. TC mark