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Unrequited Love

The Unrequited love poem: How do you feel when you love someone who does not love you back?

 

It’s the weekend and time to run the monotonous errands of buying groceries and miscellaneous items for around the house.

I roll of out bed and wobble straight into the bathroom, barely managing to walk around corners and desperately trying to rub the sleep from my eyes.

It only takes an hour or two to get fully ready. I’ve dressed, cleaned up, and eaten breakfast. It’s time to get on the road and I haven’t spoken a word.

The trip around the grocery store goes quick. I have a list that is extremely similar every week and I know right where to go. A few closed mouth smiles to strangers are given as I walk, but mostly I keep my head down. I mumble a thank you to the cashier, but only if I decide to not do self checkout, which is quite rare.

I leave, rushing to my car, with only a few bags to carry.

The next store goes the same and before I know it, I’m home again. It’s quiet because it’s empty, so I immediately turn on some music or a movie to fill the space.

Everything gets put in its place and I collapse on the couch, mumbling a curse word because I sit on a remote that changes the channel. My voice is a bit hoarse. That is probably the third word I have said all day.

I get all comfy with blankets wrapped around me and sink into the couch when I realize I left the entryway light on and my snack on the bar table. Groaning, I roll out of my cocoon and drag my feet.

After I get settled a second time, I channel check because my movie is over. Strangely there is a holiday movie on even though the holidays have passed. It’s about a couple, so I move on, but mostly I move on because it is about the holidays.

I finally land on some reruns of my favorite series and drift off to sleep.

I think the hardest part about loving someone who doesn’t love you back, or the more common being alone and growing up alone, is watching people who have someone to do simple daily tasks with them. They always have someone by their side to make decisions, to have fun, to grab the remote when it sits all the way across the room. 

I think its hard to be alone and have no one to talk to about silly little things, but knowing it’s happening to others.


Story prompt #2! Already broke my goal of one a day, but that’s okay!

This one kind of veered from the original prompt, which is normal. No one knows where their writing will go!

Here’s the link to 365 story prompts if you want to join the challenge of writing as many as you can!

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