i try to love life,

and lately a lot of people that meant the world to me, walked out of my life. no warning signs, no preventive measures. from one minute to another they were gone. and as much as i want them back, as much as i wish they’d love me again, i know that it’s pointless. i don’t need anyone in my life that doesn’t want to be there. it’s easier to handle loneliness than the pain of unrequited love.