I got therapy. To get over you. To move on. To be...

I got therapy. To get over you. To move on. To be normal. My therapist asked why I won't just tell you. I have no good answer. Fear? Pride? Cowardice? All of the above? Probably. Six months of therapy. Still in love with you. Still saying nothing. Still stuck. Turns out you can't therapy your way out of unrequited love. You just learn to live with it.