Unrequited
She entered the diner
with an ache in her heart.
Her love had not been
requited.
For years, she held out
hope that he would see
her feelings were
genuine.
He never saw her as real,
or what she had to offer.
He was always looking just
beyond.
His life had taken him
down many roads of pain.
Many times, he had been
betrayed.
She knew of his sorrow.
It's what she loved most.
She knew she would be his
salvation.
She saw them together,
deep in her soul in visions
so clear, they were not merely
imagination.
They were together in a bar,
huddled together in a dark corner,
lit only by flickering
candlelight.
They were on a long drive
to a vineyard where they'd
been a dozen times
before.
But she would not know
how it feels to be with him
through life's moments of
joy.
She would not know
what it would be like
to walk holding
hands.
She would only know
the sadness deep inside
her dark, broken
heart.
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