Unsolicited

There’s this guy who happened to be my classmate in college constantly giving unsolicited advice, messages, e-mails, etc…. even unsolicited love…  Nine years had passed and still he hasn’t found the best answers that would convince him to move on and accept the things that for him might be possible…  Does it take a genius to decode that there was nothing to start about or to continue?  As far as my memory can recall, there was nothing beyond being friends.  Even my friends who have known a little had long accepted that there was nothing to start about… A known pre-requisite to loving a person is at least you feel something special.  Then how come he’ll make you feel as if I owe him something?  It’s been nine years and my heart cannot recall even a single point of “feeling something”…  For everything is unsolicited… even what you’re feeling is unsolicited… and why do you expect me to say something? 

“Respect is earned and not imposed…” just as love…  
If my posts in this blog had made you disappointed, I care less.  If you think these are just prejudices, it’s no longer my concern.  Then, don’t ever read it again.  For you have just known a very small part of who I am and an ignorant on how I went through… not enough conviction for you to say things like that…   For I’ve never admired someone who had always been a struggling shadow… or shall I say, a stalker?  It’s not admirable either knowing that you’re married and still you have the “nerve” to post and share whatever it is you’re feeling that you’ll know have never been entertained and accepted.  Does your wife know about this? 

I wouldn’t mind losing someone who has never played an important role in my life…