More often than not we as individuals find ourselves in a situation where we fall prey to our emotions and deeply desire those who certainly do not feel the same way about us.
The first thing that comes to our mind almost immediately is too serenate in despair,shut everybody out ,lose all ties and find tranquitlity in the darkest of our thoughts .We ask ourselves questions like why the other person could not return all of our smiles and make us feel loved when we needed it the most .And while we choose to give ourselves in this spiral of gloom we begin to self doubt.
Self doubt is not an alien emotion too us humans but rather a peculiar one.It is not that we are uaware of this emotion to begin with .It was perhaps the first rejection from a company we dreamed of working in or simply our failure to do a task we though we had mastered or our inability to calm a crying baby which somewhere in our subconcious made us doubt ourselves.Our, so to say romantic one sided love, fuels the emotion of self doubt and in certain situations,makes us question the ideas about ourselves, we once seeked comfort in believing .
As time passes days change and hearts are broken we start believing in the rather most precarious thought of them all :That if we change ourselves and love them enough they would certainly like us back .We start believing that maybe if show them the depth of our emotions , be more accepting of their flaws or simply wear our hair a certain way, they will like us back.We convince ourselves that it is not we who they dislike but our temporary ways which can, without question, be changed for them .
But the truth however bitter it may sound is that even after knowing us and being an audience to our most interesting and unique sides they do not like us back .The wisdom lies in accepting the fact that we cannot make someone fall in love with us, simply because we desire them .We might find it easy and even most satisfying to believe that it is their fault although the fact of the mater remains that they did choose us and that is how things are ,atleast for the time being .
An alternate reality is that unrequited love , in its purest sense, is not as gloomy as we perceive it to be but rather births the best literature on love there is to read and cherish .We know it is not the happy ending that get us all thinking but the heroic tales of unrequited love which strikes a chord within us . If one comes to think of it, books like the Great Gatsby and Will grayson ,Will grason would never have been written if it weren’t for unrequited love .The list goes on beginning from The death of king Arthur ,Persuation by Jane austin to Margaret Mitchell’s Gone with the wind.
It is oddly satisfying to find solance in this kind of love .It gives us an opportunity to dream,wonder and bask in the creativity of our inner romeos and even accept the harshness which surrounds us .When we love so deeply it gives us hope that there is more to people than their selfish,rude and obnoxious behaviour becausein our mind there exists someone so perfect that all the hate we receive seems mundane .
So,in the end we realise that celebrating this kind of love is a feeling of its own which not even the recepients of our deepest of affection can take away from us.
“The love that lasts the longest is the love that is never returned“william Mougham