Unfortunate Love

there is nothing more unfortunate than a love with no ending a love so pure.. yet with no name to define it a love all consuming but in no way have you expressed it. there is nothing more unfortunate than a love you took for granted dawning on you late but is already out on its way into the arms of another prey. the love which filled you with joy day after day.. but you spawned it away for your mind was not in place there is nothing more unfortunate than the cry of unrequited love resonating in the walls of my mind akin to a bird in a cage urging to be released.. accepting its fate.. it slumps in despair.