Within me

The sinking feeling of longing inside my heart grows deeper and deeper with each moment of silence. All I really want is to feel loved, to be loved. An "I miss you" or "I love that about you" will make it all disappear. Instead, heartbreak, sadness, and helplessness flood my being. It is too much to bear any longer. Why must I contine putting myself through this turmoil? To give up would be throwing away any chance of this deeper kind of love. Love is risky. I don't know how much longer I can hold out for the supposed reward.