Love

I've been neglecting this blog the past few days, I've been really busy for one, and for another, I've been spending most of my blogging time on my diet blog. It's not very literary but it helps me organize my thoughts about my diet, and my new lifestyle. I feel better every day, and I know that once I start seeing progress I'll feel even better. Anyway, this is my blog topic for today; love. I talk about love a lot, I read about it, I'm probably more obsessed with love than anyone you've ever met. And I've never experienced it.
I was at work today, standing around, waiting for closing time, and I saw this couple. She was fairly pretty, and tall and average build. He was overweight and not too attractive. They stood together looking at a rack of essential oils and his hand gently rubbed her back. There was no sexuality in his touch, but it was so intimate. I have never been more jealous in my life than I was of that girl, with the unattractive boyfriend/husband. He bought her a tea, and they left. I can't seem to stop thinking about them. I want to fall in love, but I'm too superficial to accept the men who lack superficiality enough to accept me.
I want a man, I want him. Him. He's never far from my mind, we can go a week without talking, months without seeing each other, but I'm constantly thinking of him. I don't know what to do about him anymore. Two years ago, almost precisely, I told him how I felt about him. He said he appreciated me telling him, but he couldn't feel the same way because he was still upset about my best friend cheating on him. In the intervening two years, I've fallen in and out of love with him. I wanted him less, the more, then less again. And now, I would give almost anything for him to come to me and kiss the questions from my lips.
"Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone?" -The Holiday