Thought Catalog

Heartbreak

One-sided love is not love. It’s torture. It’s waiting for something that might never happen. It’s looking at someone who doesn’t see you. It’s thinking about someone day and night while you probably never cross their mind.

I think about just telling you everything. They always write about a girl’s insecurity on this site, but they never talk about how insecure the perfect woman makes the man that loves her.

I miss feeling like there was someone in my corner, cheering for me and taking on the world with me. Someone who wanted to spend lazy Sundays with me and date nights downtown. Someone who wanted to share his life with me and share in mine.