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lovelorn feeling sad and lonely because of unrequited love. chris didn’t know what it was that he was feeling. yearning, ruminate, weakness, desirous, longing, pining—the list goes on and on and on. he wants to be with you so badly but he knows he can’t which is *killing him* he knows you have a boyfriend and he knows he isn’t your type. still, everytime he looks at you he’s falling more and more each day. that delicate look in your eyes, the innocence no other girl your age had, your sun-kissed cheeks that makes your face shine. everything about you was perfect to him. he spent *months* trying to look for the word he was feeling, until he was looking at his “word of the day” when he saw it. **lovelorn.** after hanging out with you, your boyfriend whom chris is so insanely jealous of, and a few of your guys’s mutual friends, he came home and immediately walked upstairs to his brother, matt’s room where both him and his oldest brother, nick was. chris lies down on matt’s bed, sighing. nick looks up, confused. “you good?” chris looks up, taking off his shoes and crosses his feet in matt’s bed. “lovelorn.” matt furrowed his brows in confusion.. “is this something in fortnite?” chris scoffs, shaking his head. “feeling sad and lonely because of unrequited love. i found the word, lovelorn” before either brother could respond, chris’s phone goes off. **favv <3** >*today was fun, see you monday* chris groaned, his hands running over his face, mumbling. “im never getting over her”