Just Remember

Unrequited love is actually just misplaced, love. You are in love with an idea, a fantasy, a creation of your own. Therefore, in a sense, you are indirectly in love with a part of yourself, of your own essence, projected on another. At first, this seems sad, wasteful even unless you consider it from a different perspective: if it was designed by you, born of you, and kept alive all by you then how has it been lost, really? It still belongs to you. And as long as you are you, the love can be kept alive and manifested in so many different ways. In a sense, we are all our own soul mates, and if we are lucky, we may find a companion that may accept it and reflect it back to us, thus allowing us to experience What has always been and always been, so sweetly our own.