I’m certain one can find dignity in most things, but there is no dignity in unrequited love. It’s fucking painful. There’s no harmony, no beauty, no triumph in it. There is no hard-fought prize to be won. I’d go so far as to say it’s a curse—especially in these moments when the sun wraps her up in a golden blanket, spotlighting her perfection like the universe is dangling a carrot in front of me, then yanking it back the moment I move in for a bite. Maybe not a carrot; carrots are offensive. She’s that all-you-can-eat taco bar spread out by the beach at an all-inclusive resort while a salt
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