Unanswered, Yet Undone

On this rainy Valentine's Day

I hold a heart that speaks your name in silence

not loudly, not demanding,

just steady as a candle

that refuses to go out.

You do not love me.

Not yet.

Perhaps not ever.

And still

my heart rises for you

like the sun rises for the earth,

never asking

if it will be thanked.

I love you

in the gentlest way I know how

without chains,

without expectations,

without turning your freedom

into a prayer for my own.

You have not even considered

the shape of us,

have not let the thought

rest softly in your mind.

But love, for me,

is not a transaction.

It is a garden I tend

even if you never walk through it.

It is a letter I write

knowing it may never be read

yet writing it still

because the words are true.

And if one day

your heart turns

even slightly toward mine,

you will find me here

not waiting in sorrow,

but standing in warmth.

Because loving you

has already made me braver

than being loved ever could.

Happy Valentine’s Day

from a heart that asks for nothing,

but feels everything.

An Application to Be the Landlord of Your Heart

Position Desired:

Permanent Custodian of Your Affection

(With prospects for Eternal Tenure)

Dear Esteemed Owner of the Most Beautiful Heart,

I hereby submit my formal application

With trembling sincerity and confident devotion

For the honorable role of

Landlord of your heart.

I have studied the property from afar

Its architecture of kindness,

Its windows of intelligence,

Its foundation of purity and grace

And I am convinced

No investment could ever be more worthy.

Professional Profile

I bring years of training in patience,

Advanced certification in loyalty,

And practical experience in enduring storms

Without abandoning those I love.

My qualifications include:

The ability to listen without interruption

Emotional availability during crisis hours

Consistent provision of laughter and reassurance

Conflict resolution through humility and tenderness

Long-term planning for shared happiness

I possess strong leadership skills,

Yet I am equally skilled in partnership

Able to lead when strength is needed

And kneel when gentleness is required.

Work Ethic

Should I be granted occupancy,

I will maintain your heart with utmost diligence:

I will repair cracks caused by disappointment,

Repaint rooms faded by sorrow,

Strengthen doors weakened by fear,

And ensure no intruder named loneliness

Finds residence within.

Routine maintenance will include:

Daily affirmations,

Scheduled laughter sessions,

Unexpected acts of kindness,

And continuous emotional security upgrades.

Compensation Expectations

My salary requirements are modest:

Your trust,

Your presence,

And the privilege of loving you openly.

In return, I offer unlimited devotion,

Lifetime commitment benefits,

And a guarantee clause stating:

Your happiness will remain

My highest priority asset.

Risk Management

Should difficult seasons arise

Economic downturns of sorrow,

Emotional earthquakes,

Unexpected storms of life

I pledge to stand as structural reinforcement,

Never evacuation.

I will not terminate the contract

During hardship.

I will not default on affection.

I will not abandon the property

When maintenance becomes costly.

Long-Term Vision

My proposal includes expansion plans:

A home filled with laughter,

Children raised in warmth and wisdom,

Memories constructed brick by brick

Across decades of companionship.

And beyond mortal timelines,

I seek a renewable lease

Extending into eternity

Where love appreciates in value

And never depreciates with age.

References

My intentions are vouched for by:

A faithful heart,

A hopeful soul,

And prayers whispered quietly for your joy.

Closing Statement

If approved, I will dedicate

Every resource of my being

To making your heart

The safest, happiest dwelling

It has ever known.

Thank you for considering my application.

I await your response

With respectful anticipation

And immeasurable love.

Signed:

A Man Ready to Call You Home Forever.

I Gave Myself Chocolate

I gave myself chocolate today

not out of indulgence,

but out of necessity.

Because my heart has been wandering

through corridors of unanswered affection,

knocking on doors

that never opened long enough

for me to enter.

I sat across from myself

and asked the question

I have avoided for years:

What if no one ever comes?

The silence did not lie.

I have yearned

God, how I have yearned

for that singular miracle

of being chosen

without persuasion,

without performance,

without proving I deserve to exist.

But yearning has returned to me

like an echo in an empty cathedral

magnificent,

and unbearably hollow.

I sought love sincerely,

with unclenched hands

and unguarded hope.

Yet I met rejection

in its many disguises:

polite dismissal,

careless neglect,

and sometimes

words so cruel

they still live under my skin

like splinters time refuses to remove.

There are insults

that rearrange your reflection.

There are disappointments

that teach your heart

to whisper instead of sing.

So fear grew.

Not dramatic fear

but the quiet, intelligent kind

that says:

Stop looking.

Protect what remains.

You cannot bleed forever.

And I listened.

Part of me no longer wants to search.

Hope has become exhausting.

Expectation feels dangerous.

Because every attempt

has cost something

dignity, confidence,

a small fragment of innocence.

And yet…

I am still here.

Still breathing

through the ache of absence.

Still carrying a heart

that refuses extinction.

So today,

I bought chocolate.

A simple act.

A sacred act.

I unwrapped it slowly,

as though I were opening

a gift from someone

who finally understood me.

And then I realized

I was.

I celebrated myself today.

For surviving loneliness

that could have hardened me.

For enduring loveless seasons

without becoming bitter.

For continuing to wake up

when sadness asked me not to.

For loving myself

when no one else volunteered.

Yes, I still long to be loved.

That truth trembles inside me

like a fragile flame.

I still wonder

what it would feel like

to belong to someone

who is not afraid to stay.

And sometimes

I fear

I may never know.

But today

I chose something radical:

I chose me.

I tasted sweetness

and allowed it to mean

that my existence

is already worthy of tenderness.

So if love never arrives

the way I imagined

I will not collapse.

Because I have learned

to sit with myself,

to comfort myself,

to remain.

Today,

I gave myself chocolate

and in that quiet moment

of self-recognition,

I discovered

I am not as alone

as I thought.

Whenever I come into your DM

 Whenever I come into your DM,

I don’t always carry clever words

or carefully folded sentences.

Mosttimes, I arrive empty-handed 

except for the quiet wish

to know how you are doing.

In the middle of my day,

between noise and responsibilities,

a soft thought of you appears,

gentle and persistent,

asking me to check in,

to reach out,

to feel a little closer.

It’s never about having

something important to say.

It’s about the way my heart

leans in your direction

without asking for permission.

So if I show up

with nothing but “How are you?”

know that it carries more than words 

it carries care,

it carries longing,

it carries you

on my mind. 💫