We all know the
heartache of unrequited love...
that lonely empty feeling.
Wanting to
cuddle next to the person of one’s affections, only to find them unwilling, unfriendly
and even hostile.
It’s painful.
I thought I was
through with unrequited love.
Little boys grow
up, however, and become teenagers who run hot and cold.
Today is a
“running cold” day.
I remind myself
this happens to parents the world over.
As with falling
in love and bearing children, one feels like they’re the first and only person to
ever experience such feelings and emotions.
So it is with
unrequited love.
The heartache is yours, and yours alone.
So I’ll just
keep reminding myself that folks before me have lived through, and survived,
the experience.
Who knows, perhaps
even my parents…
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