I think unrequited love is denoted through writing out the feelings of most usually longing, sometimes abandonment, and pain. There can also be the feeling of loss. The best piece of advice that I've received and that I would like to pass on is: go through it. But in all honesty, that piece of advice was given to me for all writing. After all, writing based on experience is much more straightforward.

Emotions are difficult to portray through words a lot of times, and that is because emotions rarely make a lot of sense. There is no logic to be found in them, especially in love. I personally think that the most reliable way to truly understand what love is like, or what unrequited love feels like, is to go through it. Not that I would wish for someone to go through all the pain that a love unrequited brings.

Further, I think there's this idea that some people have that love is all flowery, and thus should be portrayed as such. I think that to properly tell any tale revolving around love, the thorns should be shown to the reader as well, and not just the rose petals on top.

[Poem]

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Am I to forsake being content in order to let your happiness bloom?

Do I drop my stake to not prevent you from rising from your gloom?

In what order do I assign priority when I'm torn between you and I?

Do I order my heart to live, while I just sentence your fire to die?

I love you so dearly but I don't know what path I should be taking,

Do I let you go free at the price of the smile I'll forever be faking?

But I love you so dearly that I know its only right to let you prosper,

Forgive me though, it'll still take me a minute to let this courage foster.

I'll bite my tongue and let you live the life you always deserved,

For a bout of my sadness is low price for your smile to be preserved.

[Poem]

No pain now and for forever after
Pleasure only coursing through each vein
I'll die once more choking on my laughter
And God himself will declare me sane
 
So which way am I headed now, I ask
As I pack it all up to up and leave
I light a cigarette and fill up my flask
Rum for my after afterlife, if you'll believe