“Because, if you could love someone, and keep loving them, without being loved back . . . then that love had to be real. It hurt too much to be anything else.”
― Sarah Cross, Kill Me Softly
To love is meaningless without being loved.
And as I walk back, with a tear in my eye,
And your song in my heart, my beloved,
I know, I am not even worthy, to bid you goodbye.
Time and distance may heal this broken heart.
Little by little, I may stop loving you.
Little by little, I may forget, as we drift apart.
And you would have forgotten me too.
In solitude, if ever you do remember,
Forgive the follies of a clueless heart,
And know, I still feel the same, no matter
My love unrequited, and my dreams torn apart.
My love! I hope you find your love too,
And I pray, that fate is kinder to you.
Gagan Dixit 