At times it seems that no one seems to get you right. You are unable to put yourself forward as the person you are to anyone. And when the person is someone you love, oh so deeply, and that very person disregards your very own feelings, it is then when the only way to pass time is to sleep. But the sandman isn't so nice, and every passing second feels like eons of solitude.
What happens when the very person, you regard the most, doesn't care a damn about what you feel. When that very person believes that it is only the people that surround them that care. But not those, who prefer to remain in the sidelines and dedicate every single second of their life to their name. All you get for your selfless sacrifice. Solitude.
Solitude does to a person what nothing else can do. Especially, when you actually sacrifice everything for the one person you want to spend an eternity with. But they prefer people who can just make them smile for no rhyme or reason and then wither away into oblivion. And it is such people who get all the support and all the care. And not us unlucky fools, who have dedicated whatever they can muster to their name. It is at such a time when you actually realize that you are all alone. A singularity, uncared for? Is it that a moments worth of smile carries more than an eternity's worth of sacrifice? Why is it that people who sacrifice their own happiness for the sake of the other persons happiness tend to lose out to those knick-knackers who just come in for a while and then 5 years down the line even our very own memory fails to remember them.
This is one of the plights that I am facing at this point of time. Something I am unable understand. Something that has made me alone as I was a little while ago. When the previous left, entailed was the baggage of misery that shrouded me for months and months. But I thought that was bound to change and life deserves a second chance. But Solitude is all that begets a person who gives his all. One of life's lessons learnt the hard way.
So I sign out as a person all alone but wiser though. That Love's labors are all lost.
