The Unsent Love Letter

Love is a tragedy of unspoken words. Feelings are caught in the middle afraid of  being cast out if they are revealed. My heart beats a thousand beats per second in my own secret world. If you knew this, you would leave. So I, dowsed with an uncommon love for you, stay silent. You are so worth my quiet pain. For what does it matter if I hurt? What matters is you. You are without a doubt an incredible man. A man whose value I prize above all others. No one even comes close to you. Yet you pull away and come back again with trepidation. If only you knew how safe you are with me. That I would never dream of even remotely hurting you. Not you. You wouldn’t deserve that even with the worst betrayal. There would never be any revenge or retaliation on my part, because I hold you in the highest regard. A respect fit for a king. God bless your beautiful heart for you are an amazing man. And if I can’t have you, then I’d rather be lonely than happy with somebody else. My days are wrapped around the very thought of you. My nights subdued to unheard wishes and prayers. My heart hurts and I sometimes beseech heaven to grant me an immediate death. So, I won’t be left in this world consumed with desire. Especially when this tangible love is just a breath away, yet never within my reach. Such a tormenting ordeal. Such a nightmare, this thing called love. It is supposedly the greatest thing in the world, but that can’t be true. For this love, as intense as it is, has by its sole betrayal abandoned me. It has brought me to my knees and jerked every tear from my eyes. I am left alone with my ever-consuming feelings. And I dread this loneliness, for loneliness is an unbearable hell.