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That inexplicable, ineffable feeling of yours. Oh how you wished that the both of you had felt that! But unfortunately, only one was left holding the end of the string. Unrequited love is the most tiring, the kind of love that consumes you the most. When all your hopes were taken one by one, upon every anticipation turned into dissapointment. And most of all, when the magic fades. When the love light had already went out, and all the sparks turned to ash, removing color and light. And you try to keep the fire burning, but soon you realize you’re using wet wood all along.