Ah, the heartache we inflict on the ones we love the most, simply, by loving them.
We all actively try to love. We wish, we yearn, to feel the completeness of it. To feel it flood through and out of us to return blessed by another feeling the same.
We try, we attempt. Sometimes there is success, and we rejoice. Sometimes, despite the fullness of the desire we send out, we are left empty of the other’s reciprocation. We…