Unrequited
Almost 30 and yet to find the love of your life? As harrowing as it may sound, that's just collectively a lot of us. Through all these growing years I have fallen in love numerous times. And each time someone broke my heart I mourned. Sometimes in balmy summer afternoons at the corner of my patio, Sometimes in a cafe sitting by the window gazing at the influx of people with genial smiles but deeper sorrows. And while it might not be the greatest idea to compare heartbreaks, unrequited love can mangle your heart in ways you couldn’t know, it could be mangled. At 15 when I fell in love, it was more a textbook kind of love. I tried to understand why I can't stop smiling when the person looked at me. In stupid ways, I felt more determined as they ignored me while raving about others in front of my friends. So profound was my love, that I would not mind the person going out on dates with someone else. Still harboring the hope that the person would drift towards me, so as to t