Loving a person who doesn't feel the same way is agony

The love I've talking about is a pure feeling. It is without reason or
ration. It is not stayed by ration nor made by sense.

It is an exquisite pain, a pleasant agony at best. At worst it eats my
soul away and blackens my heart.

I just hope she's happy without me in her life. I miss her dearly
and...and am unwhole without her.

Such is love and love lost. But this feeling is immutable. It is
constant as the North Star and burns as brightly. It is as seering to
the touch to feel my mind wander upon it.

Time is meant to heal this feeling but time only assures me it is true.