Invisible Ink

My love doesn't love me. I thought he was letting on more than he said, but clearly my mind was against me. The worst part is, he knows, and it breaks him that he's unintentionally inflicting so much pain on me. I only told one person, since I'm bad at keeping things in, but apparently she was the wrong choice. She took my words in invisible ink and put a light to the letters to I wanted to ignore and showed it to all I knew, including him. My deepest secret had to do with matters of the heart, and so it was fate that it would break it too. I still act as if no one knows. It adds stability to my life, now shaken by the fact to he's trying to see if by avoiding me, he can hurt me less than he did when acting as if there was nothing between us, when in reality it's worse. I would still give him the world now, even though we haven't talked in two weeks. Hopefully this infatuation goes away soon. It must.