They don’t love me

He doesn’t. No one does.

Like a fool I wait and hope for even the slightest ounce of love.Struggling like a fish on land.Wanting to be loved but being unlovable is a curse that no one can bare for too long.What must be so wrong with me that no one ever chooses me?Why am I the only one who looks and searches for someone in every crowd.I try so hard to be loved, so I love everyone.I love them so much that I have nothing left for me.What is so wrong with me that no one ever wants me?I stand by as they chose her.I stand by as I hear them telling her:

How beautiful. How mesmerizing she is.

And I stand by.

Still.

After all this time, waiting for something.Any sign that I am able to be loved.

But soon I realized that I just shouldn’t look.Maybe I should lower my head and keep quiet.

I shouldn’t want anyone.I don’t want anyone.

I am not the person who’s wanted, so I shouldn’t want to either.

I am not the person who’s waited for, so I shouldn’t wait either.

I don’t love anymore.