Leo Hidalgo

I Don’t Know How To Unlove You

How do I forget the moment I looked at you and just knew I loved you more than anyone?

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Leo Hidalgo

From the moment I met you it was there. Even if I couldn’t put my finger on what that “it” was. It was something. And in time it only grew more. With every conversation and interaction, I watched myself fall faster.

I knew very well this could be a mistake. I knew very well someone like you would hurt me. I walked into this with this knowledge that it’d be in my best interest to run the other way but I couldn’t seem to. A force I couldn’t explain. A force that drove me closer. It was you.

It had always been you.

Three words slipped out of my mouth and I almost wanted to apologize. Cause I knew there was nothing you would say back. I knew there was nothing you could say. The words hung in the dark night and that was it.

But the truth is I don’t know how to unlove you.

I don’t know how to unfeel all these things.

I don’t know how to unteach a heart like my to not care.

I don’t know how to not smile when I see your name appear on my phone.

Or laugh out loud when you tell a joke even if it’s not funny.

I don’t know how to ignore you when you’re every favorite conversation of my day.

Even though I know it might be for the best.

I don’t know how to calm every nerve as my heart races faster knowing I’ll see you.

I don’t know how to look at you differently.

I don’t know how to pretend like we’re strangers when you know me better than anyone.

I don’t know how to unknow you.

And honestly, I don’t know if I’d want to.

How do I forget every story you’ve told? Or the ones I’ve been a part of?

How do I forget the moment I looked at you and just knew I loved you more than anyone?

How do I listen to any of your favorite songs just pretend I’m not thinking about you?

How do I go to those places and not be brought back to moments when it was you and me there?

I don’t know how to unlove you.

I don’t know how to forget.

I don’t know how to forget someone who has given me so much to remember.

I don’t know how to unmake what turned out to be my favorite mistake.

Because if loving you was a mistake it’s one I’d make a thousand times over again. [tc-mark]


About the author

Kirsten Corley

Writer living in Hoboken, NJ with my 2 dogs.

“Your new life is going to cost you your old one. It’s going to cost you your comfort zone and your sense of direction. It’s going to cost you relationships and friends. It’s going to cost you being liked, and understood. But it doesn’t matter. Because the people who are meant for you are going to meet you on the other side, and you’re going to build a new comfort zone around the things that actually move you forward. Instead of liked, you’re going to be loved. Instead of understood, you’re going to be seen. All you’re going to lose is what was built for a person you no longer are.” Brianna Wiest, The Mountain Is You